More than that, I cannot tell you.

If you are not satisfied that I am advising you well, go to Monsignor Saracinesca the next time he is here.

It is my place to warn, not to hinder; to help you if I can, not to stand in your way.
That is all, my daughter.

Go to your duties.' Sister Giovanna bent her head obediently and left the room at once.
When she was gone, the Mother Superior rose from her desk and went into her cell, locking the door after her.

An hour later she was still on her knees and her face was buried in her hands.