Padre Damaso would be better." "That's right!" cried Rufa.

"Padre Damaso surely does know how to preach! He looks like a comedian!" "But we don't understand him," murmured Juana.
"Because he's very deep! And as he preaches well--" This speech was interrupted by the arrival of Sisa, who was carrying a basket on her head.

She saluted the Sisters and went on up the stairway.
"She's going in! Let's go in too!" they exclaimed.

Sisa felt her heart beating violently as she ascended the stairs.

She did not know just what to say to the padre to placate his wrath or what reasons she could advance in defense of her son.