CHAPTER XVI.
"Yet a few days and dream-perturbed nights, And I shall slumber well--but where ?--no matter.
Adieu, my Angiolina." MARINO FALIERO.
When the Carmelite re-entered the apartment of Donna Violetta his face was covered with the hue of death, and his limbs with difficulty supported him to a chair.

He scarcely observed that Don Camillo Monforte was still present, nor did he note the brightness and joy which glowed in the eyes of the ardent Violetta.

Indeed his appearance was at first unseen by the happy lovers, for the Lord of St.Agata had succeeded in wresting the secret from the breast of his mistress, if that may be called a secret which Italian character had scarcely struggled to retain, and he had crossed the room before even the more tranquil look of the Donna Florinda rested on his person.
"Thou art ill!" exclaimed the governess.

"Father Anselmo hath not been absent without grave cause!" The monk threw back his cowl for air, and the act discovered the deadly paleness of his features.

But his eye, charged with a meaning of horror, rolled over the faces of those who drew around him, as if he struggled with memory to recall their persons.
"Ferdinando! Father Anselmo!" cried the Donna Florinda, correcting the unbidden familiarity, though she could not command the anxiety of her rebel features; "Speak to us--thou art suffering!" "Ill at heart, Florinda." "Deceive us not--haply thou hast more evil tidings--Venice--" "Is a fearful state." "Why hast thou quitted us ?--why in a moment of so much importance to our pupil--a moment that may prove of the last influence on her happiness--hast thou been absent for a long hour ?" Violetta turned a surprised and unconscious glance towards the clock, but she spoke not.
"The servants of the state had need of me," returned the monk, easing the pain of his spirit by a groan.
"I understand thee, father;--thou hast shrived a penitent ?" "Daughter, I have: and few depart more at peace with God and their fellows!" Donna Florinda murmured a short prayer for the soul of the dead, piously crossing herself as she concluded.