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Updated: June 18, 2025
I promised I would do my best in the matter. The carnival was drawing to a close, and Scholastica had never seen an opera or a play. Armelline wanted to see a ball, and I had at last succeeded in finding one where it seemed unlikely that I should be recognized.
I told them to take off their men's clothes, and to dress themselves as women. I helped Scholastica to take off her coat and waistcoat, and then aided Armelline in a similar manner. When I brought them their chemises, Armelline told me to go and stand by the fire, and I did so.
I promised I would do my best in the matter. The carnival was drawing to a close, and Scholastica had never seen an opera or a play. Armelline wanted to see a ball, and I had at last succeeded in finding one where it seemed unlikely that I should be recognized.
Before long a noise of kissing made me turn round, and I saw Scholastica, on whom the punch had taken effect, devouring Armelline's breast with kisses. At last this treatment had the desired result; Armelline became gay, and gave as good as she got.
At the foot of the stone stairs that led into the quadrangle she met the black-robed, heavily hooded Sister Scholastica on her way to the chapel. The old nun held out her arms. 'Safely returned, my child! God be thanked! Art thou come to join thy thanksgiving with ours at this hour of nones? 'Nay, I am bound to break my fast with the Mother and Master Bertram. 'Ah! thou must needs be hungered!
She was exceedingly beautiful, and her features were as perfectly chiselled as Armelline's, but Armelline was possessed of a delicate and subtle charm of feature peculiar to herself. I liked the amusement well enough, but there was a drop of bitterness in all my enjoyment. I thought it was plain that Armelline did not love me, and that Scholastica only encouraged me to encourage her friend.
In reality he did not fall on his knees, but stood as one petrified, and Benedetto had to say twice to him: "Now go, Nazzareno; go, my dear son." Having despatched him thus lovingly on his way to the Sacro Speco, he himself started towards Santa Scholastica. In the light of day the rocky slope held no spirits either good or evil.
I led Scholastica before the marchioness, bewailing my want of success. Scholastica told Armelline that she wanted to say a few words to her aside, and after a short conversation they came back looking sorry, and Armelline told the marchioness that she found it would be impossible for them to come. The lady did not press us any longer, so we went away.
And that afternoon Sister Scholastica arrived, and established herself in the sick-room. Sister Scholastica was young, pale, serene, competent. But sometimes she had to send for Peter. "She refuses to take her milk. Possibly she will take it from you," the sister said. "Come, Marietta! You must take your milk. The Signorino wishes it. You must not disobey the Signorino."
It was the Marchioness d'Aout who had been his dresser. As I was too jealous to leave Armelline to her own devices, I refused to dance, preferring to watch her. I was not at all uneasy about Scholastica, who was with her betrothed.
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