"It was love at first sight for me, you know." Ildefonso smiles melancholly.

"You had come on horseback, and I turned around just as you threw your leg over the horse. You moved like wind and silver, and I was smitten."

"Of course, I never thought the estate owners son, could possible care for a simple laborer like me."

"But you did! Oh, we loved with such passion. It was beautiful. It was right, and it would last forever. But after the money, those filthy boys were all you cared for."

None of the seven pieces of Hermenegildo's dead body replies.