13/26 This disquieted me, because I had noticed that he was pursued by some secret remorse. Just now, hardly a half hour ago, I left my residence, and was going towards the Dominican church to pray for my poor friend. On the way I thought of my servant Julio, and feared that in his despair he might have taken his life. When I was near the bridge, I heard my own name timidly pronounced. I commenced to reproach him with his absence, but putting his finger on his lips, he whispered: "'Signor, I beg you to follow me; I have a secret to reveal to you.' "His manner and tone of voice were so peculiar that I accompanied him to a retired spot. |