Chapter 159 of 1964 · 63 words · ~1 min read

CXLV.

During this inquisition Julia's tongue[ad] Was not asleep--"Yes, search and search," she cried, "Insult on insult heap, and wrong on wrong! It was for this that I became a bride! For this in silence I have suffered long A husband like Alfonso at my side; But now I'll bear no more, nor here remain, If there be law or lawyers in all Spain.