DONA ANNA. - And pray how?

You are not bound, I think, by holy ties

To anyone? In loving me, you do

No wrong in Heaven's eyes or mine.

DON JUAN. - In yours!

O God!

DONA ANNA. It isn't possible you're guilty

Of any wrong to me? Or, tell me, how?

DON JUAN. NO, never!...

DONA ANNA. - Diego, tell me what you mean!

You've done me wrong? But tell me, how and when?

DON JUAN. NO, not for worlds!

DONA ANNA. - But, Diego, this is strange!

I ask you, I demand of you...

DON JUAN. - NO, no!

DONA ANNA. SO this is being docile to my will!

But what was that you said to me just now?

That you would like to be my very slave.

I'm getting angry, Diego; answer me,

In what way have you wronged me?

DON JUAN. - No, I dare

Not tell; you'd never want to look on me,

You'd fall to hating me.

DONA ANNA. - No, e'en beforehand

I pardon you, I only want to know...

DON JUAN. DO not desire to know this terrible,

This deadly secret.

DONA ANNA. - Deadly!... I'm in torment:

I'm full of curiosity - what is it?

I didn't know you - how could you offend me?

I have no enemies, and never had.

The only one is he who slew my husband.

DON JUAN. (TO himself.) The denouement approaches!

- -Tell me now,

Did you e'er know the wretched Don Juan?