Look! the spirit is going away.

Quick, quick! He is warning us of the approach of some profane person, and tells us to seek some other retreat to renew our pleasures.

Let us go." We rose and slowly advanced towards Donna Cecilia and the advocate, who were just emerging from a neighbouring alley.

Without avoiding them, and without hurrying, just as if to meet one another was a very natural occurrence, I enquired of Donna Cecilia whether her daughter had any fear of serpents.
"In spite of all her strength of mind," she answered, "she is dreadfully afraid of thunder, and she will scream with terror at the sight of the smallest snake.

There are some here, but she need not be frightened, for they are not venomous." I was speechless with astonishment, for I discovered that I had just witnessed a wonderful love miracle.