Marido Luis de Moor:
[
enters the bedroom which Don Juan just fled] Have you made me a cuckold?
Dama:
[
beside the bed, worried] What are you talking about?
Marido Luis de Moor:
Rumours.
Dama:
Rumours? Infamy...
[
lures him]
Dama:
Rise above it, mount my body, open my flesh with your spurs. You are the horseman and I am your horse. Look, I am sweating.
Marido Luis de Moor:
[
sneers] You strumpet.
Dama:
[
laughs] Yes!
[
he strangles her]
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