There is news for you, you Rogue! We shall see some of the prettiest faces in Madrid!' 'In truth, Christoval, we shall do no such thing.

The Nuns are always veiled.' 'No! No! I know better.

On entering a place of worship, they ever take off their veils from respect to the Saint to whom 'tis dedicated.
But Hark! They are coming! Silence, silence! Observe, and be convinced.' 'Good!' said Lorenzo to himself; 'I may possibly discover to whom the vows are addressed of this mysterious Stranger.' Scarcely had Don Christoval ceased to speak, when the Domina of St.
Clare appeared, followed by a long procession of Nuns.

Each upon entering the Church took off her veil.

The Prioress crossed her hands upon her bosom, and made a profound reverence as She passed the Statue of St.Francis, the Patron of this Cathedral.