"He says he is the Reverend Teodoro Maresca, curate of your Excellency's church in Muro, and begs you earnestly to receive him." Veronica rose again.

She knew Don Teodoro by name, for Bosio had often spoken of him to her, as his former tutor and his friend.

It was for Bosio's sake that he had come--that was clear.

Veronica asked where her aunt was, and on hearing that Matilde had retired to her own room, she told the servant to bring Don Teodoro to the yellow drawing-room.
A moment later she followed.

The tall priest was standing with bent head before the fireplace, on the very spot where so much had happened during the last two days.