Both were young, and richly habited.
Hearing this appeal to their politeness pronounced in a female voice, they interrupted their conversation to look at the speaker.

She had thrown up her veil in order to take a clearer look round the Cathedral.
Her hair was red, and She squinted.

The Cavaliers turned round, and renewed their conversation.
'By all means,' replied the old Woman's companion; 'By all means, Leonella, let us return home immediately; The heat is excessive, and I am terrified at such a crowd.' These words were pronounced in a tone of unexampled sweetness.

The Cavaliers again broke off their discourse, but for this time they were not contented with looking up: Both started involuntarily from their seats, and turned themselves towards the Speaker.
The voice came from a female, the delicacy and elegance of whose figure inspired the Youths with the most lively curiosity to view the face to which it belonged.

This satisfaction was denied them.