"I almost believe that you are right, and that the Virgin has prompted you to do this to save yourself." "I know she has," answered Yolanda, crossing herself.

"Now leave me.

I must waste no more time." "I will remain with you, Mary," said Margaret, "and I will myself make the alteration.

Then I'll take all the blame in case we are discovered." Margaret rose, walked over to the table, and took up the quill.

She trembled so violently that she could not control her hand.
"No, mother, you shall not touch it," cried Yolanda, snatching the parchment from the countess and holding it behind her.