At last (it seems like a miracle performed by the Lord Himself) the wife in her dying moments recovered her reason, summoned her husband, spoke with him, and then died the death of a saint.

This death turned Piero's heart towards God; he left the woman, renounced his rights, left everything, and fled from his home in the night, telling no one whither he was going.

Having met me once at Brescia, where I had gone to visit my sick father, and knowing I was at Subiaco, he came here.

He was, moreover, fond of our Order, and cherished certain memories connected with our poor Praglia.

He told me his story, entreating me to help him lead a life of expiation.