“I enter the hall with the beautiful Donna Ignacia, we make several tours there, we meet everywhere a guard of soldiers with bayonets attached to guns, who walk everywhere with slow steps in order to be ready to detain those who disturb the peace by quarrels. We dance minuets and country dances until ten o'clock, then we go to dinner, both maintaining silence, she - so as not to inspire me, perhaps, with the desire to treat her with disrespect, I - because, speaking very poorly in Spanish, I don’t know what to say say. After dinner I go to the box where I am supposed to see Pishona, and I see only unfamiliar masks there. We go dancing again until finally permission comes to dance the fandango, and here we are with my pareja - a partner who dances it wonderfully, and is surprised to be so well led by a foreigner. At the end of this dance, full of seduction that fired us both, I take her to a place where they serve refreshments, ask her if she is happy, and tell her that I am so in love with her that I will die if she does not find a way to make me happy and will not tell it to me, assuring me that I am a person ready to take any risk...”