And again she wondered about Matilde and Gregorio, and what they were doing.

She tried to read, but not the novel Bosio had given her.

She took up another book, and presently found herself saying prayers over it.

The day was very long and very sad.
Before Elettra came back from her errands, a servant knocked at Veronica's door.

He said that there was a priest who was asking for her, and begged her to receive him for a few moments.
"It cannot be for me," answered Veronica.