I would not tell you--but you must know.

It was Count Bosio." Veronica turned pale and started up.

"Bosio?
Bosio dead ?" she cried in a voice that was almost a scream.
The woman was sensible and understood her, and by that time the household was quiet, so that there was no fear lest any one else should come to Veronica's room.
But when she was quite sure of what had happened, Veronica wept bitterly for a long time, burying her face in her pillows and refusing to listen any more to Elettra.

Then, if the woman had not prevented her, almost forcibly, she would have gone upstairs to see him where he lay dead.

But Elettra would not let her go, for she knew that Matilde was there, and why; and moreover, it was not within her ideas of custom that a young girl should go and look at any one dead.