"
When she entered the room she saw that Tirant was in great
anguish, his pillow full of tears, continuing his lamentations.
She sat down near him to see if Tirant wanted to say anything to
her, and ready to do whatever he said. When the Widow saw that
Tirant was not changing his tone, she said to him:
"That lover of all dishonesty won't leave her abominable life, no
matter how much you beg or threaten her. Her only desire is to
satisfy her lust. What can I do, poor me? With these breasts,"
and she pulled them out so that Tirant would see them, "I nursed
that lady."
She let them hang out like this for a good while, pretending that
with her lamentations she had forgotten to cover them. Then she
added:
"Lord Tirant, take comfort from me. Oh, Almighty God, Holy
Trinity! With great anguish in my soul, with great anger and
many tears, I revealed those thoughts that ran through my mind
almost every day. But at night, alone in my room, I would find
myself drying my tearful eyes--with sackcloth so that I would
feel the pain even more.
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