Her Cowl was only half drawn over her face.

Ambrosio observed that She was pale, and her eyes sunk and heavy.
'Good God!' He cried; 'You are very ill, Matilda! I shall send Father Pablos to you instantly.' 'No; Do not.

I am ill, 'tis true; But He cannot cure my malady.
Farewell, Father! Remember me in your prayers tomorrow, while I shall remember you in heaven!' She entered her cell, and closed the door.
The Abbot dispatched to her the Physician without losing a moment, and waited his report impatiently.

But Father Pablos soon returned, and declared that his errand had been fruitless.

Rosario refused to admit him, and had positively rejected his offers of assistance.