Our holy mother will be transported to see you.

Does she expect you, my dear child ?" inquired the sister, forgetting her tacit promise to ask no more questions.
"No, no one expects me," sighed the fugitive, in so faint a voice that the good Sister forbore to make any more inquiries for the moment.
The train rushed onward.

Day was broadening.

The horizon was growing red in the east.
The party travelled on in silence for some ten or fifteen minutes, and then, Sister Josephine growing impatient to have her curiosity satisfied, made a few leading remarks.
"And so you were coming to us unannounced by any previous communication to our holy mother?
And coming alone on the night train! You possess a noble courage, my child, but the adventure was hazardous to a young and lovely unmarried woman.

The Virgin be praised we met you when we did!" said the Sister, devoutly crossing herself.
"Amen, and amen, to that!" sighed Salome.
"Our holy mother will be overjoyed to see you.