You are not a cloistered nun, Sister.

There is no reason why you should not receive a friend whom you have believed to be dead for years and who has unexpectedly come back to life.' 'Back to the life I left for his sake!' Again she looked away from the light, but her face could not turn whiter than it was.
'It was terribly sudden,' said Monsignor Saracinesca, after a moment's pause.

'You will no doubt wait a few days before seeing him, till you feel quite able to face what must be a very painful interview.' 'I am not afraid of it now.

I was weak when we recognised each other.
I cannot quite remember--I heard him call me and I saw his eyes----' 'And you must have fainted.

You were carried out to the well at once.' 'Who carried me ?' asked the nun quickly.
'Doctor Pieri and Giovanni Severi.' She made a slight movement.
'He carried me!' She spoke almost unconsciously, and a very faint glow rose through her paleness, as when white glass is warmed an instant in the mouth of the furnace and then drawn back and quickly cooled again.
'Shall I talk with him before you meet ?' asked the churchman presently.
Sister Giovanna did not answer at once; she seemed to be thinking.
'You know better than any one what my life has been,' she said at last.