Ambrosio, your secret is none to me; Your every step, your every action has been observed by my attentive eye.

You love.' 'Matilda!' 'Why conceal it from me?
Fear not the little jealousy which taints the generality of Women: My soul disdains so despicable a passion.

You love, Ambrosio; Antonia Dalfa is the object of your flame.

I know every circumstance respecting your passion: Every conversation has been repeated to me.

I have been informed of your attempt to enjoy Antonia's person, your disappointment, and dismission from Elvira's House.