He begged that a priest might be sent for from Bocca della Verita.
The Professor, who had gone to rest for an hour, came to reassure him, and judged it best to tell him what he had before concealed.

Don Clemente had telegraphed to Selva that he would reach Rome the next morning at ten o'clock.

This was a great joy to Benedetto.
"But will it not be too late ?" he said.

"Will it not be too late ?" No, it would not be too late.

At present he was not in immediate danger.
It would be a question of life and death if the fever should return, but even in the worst event many hours would elapse.