"This Don Clemente comes from Brescia." Jeanne, overcome by an excess of misery, threw her arms round her friend's neck and burst into tears.

Noemi, dismayed, implored her to calm herself.
"For God's sake, Jeanne!" Between her sobs, she asked Noemi whether Carlino knew.

Oh, no, but what would he think now?
"He cannot see us here," sobbed Jeanne.

They were in the shadow of the church.

Noemi was surprised that Jeanne, in spite of her emotion, had noticed the fact.
"For mercy's sake, do not let him find out.