The remainong nine kneebends were sheer agony for Juanita. Not so much because of pain, but from fear as her legs tired and each time it was more difficult to control going down so sh did not impale herself further. It was only with intense effort that she was able to rise. Commandante counted.
He counted nineteen three time before Juanota burst into tears and begged him to count "twenty". One more time and he did count twenty.