Fra Antonio went to call the _Padre foresterario_, to act as guide to the visitors.
"Tell him we are the two ladies staying at Signor Selva's house," said Noemi.
Don Clemente appeared, blushing in the virginal purity of his soul because Jeanne was unaware that he knew her story, as he might have blushed had he been committing some fraud.

He mistook Noemi, who came forward first, for Signora Dessalle.

Tall, slim, and elegant, Noemi might well pass for a siren; she did not, however, look a day over five and twenty, and therefore could not be the woman of whose adventures Benedetto had told him.

But the Benedictine was incapable of such calculations, and Noemi was anxious to satisfy herself that Fra Antonio had fulfilled his mission faithfully.
"Good morning, Padre," she said in her pretty voice, to which the foreign accent lent additional charm.

"We met last night.