Cherish the feeling, for it is akin to the holy obligation of man to his Creator." "Is it enough to feel grateful!" demanded Violetta.

"One of my name and alliances might do more.

We can move the patricians of my family in behalf of the stranger, that his protracted suit may come to a more speedy end." "Daughter, beware; the intercession of one in whom St.Mark feels so lively an interest, may raise up enemies to Don Camillo, instead of friends." Donna Violetta was silent, while the monk and Donna Florinda both regarded her with affectionate concern.

The former then adjusted his cowl, and prepared to depart.

The noble maiden approached the Carmelite, and looking into his face with ingenuous confidence and habitual reverence, she besought his blessing.