The Monk Page #3

your prayers.

Yes, Father.

Is there anything else?

No, Father.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Then we together

to pray.

I forgive your sins in the name

Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

Amin.

You are not all that?

Why should you hide

that piece of paper?

Give me.

Kristobelu, my love,

sir...

Neprilino.

Your arrival here was

just an excuse?

Father, please,

Give me a letter.

I can not bring him back.

Predau by his mother, who will

will decide how to proceed.

No, please.

Do not.

I thought I'd be able

ispriam to you.

Have mercy.

Consider my youth.

The women's weakness.

I am afraid of punishment.

You do not need to fear punishment.

Already on how you

acted with the Lord.

Only repentance can profoundly

to zalei wound on your soul.

Instead of fear of punishment,

should you want it

with all my heart.

In my youth I loved a lot

this song, and now I hate it.

She was very beautiful.

The young man asks to be seen with you.

Lorenzo de Medina.

Anthony, right you know?

Yes, mom.

We met him that day

in the church.

Well, when we were already there,

inside it.

If you do not mind.

No, Mom.

Sir.

Forgive me.

Ostau to sit.

Health does not allow

to stand.

Mrs. Aljfo, I had the honor to be

meet with your daughter in the church.

Since then I figure Antonijin

does not leave,

I would like to ask for permission

to see her again.

If it happens that she felt

same feelings as I do,

I would like nothing more than

that it proposes.

Dear Lorenzo,

So you're young.

Look at our house

and compare it with your castle.

You are rich.

And from the very uvene family.

Anthony was born

without a title.

Your connection is spurious.

Your family never

would not have consented to it.

My parents were already in that world,

Only my grandfather could be against.

But I am the master

their fate.

My husband has similar blood

to you.

His family had the title.

He also has had a lot of illusions,

like you.

He thought that love

Should remain in the family.

I was secretly married. My,

daughter a travelling merchant of fabrics.

And it is argued with

his family.

We had to run away

in Caracas.

We lived like in the jungle.

My husband has suffered

their choice.

He died there,

bereft of malice or compassion.

I would like to submit to

Anthony these same sufferings.

If your husband was aristocracy,

means that the Anthony

has aristocratic blood.

The father of my husband, head of the

family, never acknowledged our marriage.

He gave up his son.

Anthony has no right to that title.

Then I am to travel with my grandfather in

Saragossa, and tell him about his intentions.

But before I go to that distant

time, I would like to see Antonio.

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