But we must not admit illusions at such a moment.

Thou art not a husband, Don Francesco; hadst thou ever a son ?" "That, among other sins, have I long since confessed; and as it has been deeply repented of, I trust it is forgiven.

I had a son--a youth who bore my name, even; though he never dwelt in my palace, until a hasty and indiscreet marriage banished him from my presence.

I ever intended to pardon him, and to make provision for his wants; but death came too soon to both husband and wife to grant the time.

This much I _did_ know, and it grieved me that it was so; but of his child, never before this instant have I heard! 'Tis a sweet countenance, father; it seems the very abode of truth!" "Why should we deceive you, grandfather ?" rejoined Ghita, stretching her arms upward, as if yearning for an embrace; "most of all at a time like this! We come not for honors, or riches, or your great name; we come simply to crave a blessing, and to let you know that a child of your own blood will be left on earth to say aves in behalf of your soul"! "Holy priest, there can be no deception here! This dear child even looks like her wronged grandmother! and my heart tells me she is mine.