26/27 Let him go to Pavia, to the Sapienza, to study his humanities." "Out into the world!" she cried in horror. "O, no, no! I have sheltered him here so carefully!" "Yet you cannot shelter him for ever," said he. "He must go out into the world some day." "He need not," she faltered. "If the call were strong enough within him, a convent..." She left her sentence unfinished, and looked at me. "Fra Gervasio and I must talk." I went reluctantly, since in the matter of their talk none could have had a greater interest than I, seeing that my fate stood in the balance of it. |