A deep crimson spread itself over her face, and She darted upon Lorenzo looks of rage and menace.
'This order is positive,' said She in a voice of anger, which She in vain strove to disguise; 'Willingly would I obey it; But unfortunately it is out of my power.' Lorenzo interrupted her by an exclamation of surprize.
'I repeat it, Segnor; to obey this order is totally out of my power.
From tenderness to a Brother's feelings, I would have communicated the sad event to you by degrees, and have prepared you to hear it with fortitude.

My measures are broken through: This order commands me to deliver up to you the Sister Agnes without delay; I am therefore obliged to inform you without circumlocution, that on Friday last, She expired.' Lorenzo started back with horror, and turned pale.

A moment's recollection convinced him that this assertion must be false, and it restored him to himself.
'You deceive me!' said He passionately; 'But five minutes past since you assured me that though ill She was still alive.

Produce her this instant! See her I must and will, and every attempt to keep her from me will be unavailing.' 'You forget yourself, Segnor; You owe respect to my age as well as my profession.

Your Sister is no more.