I set to work quietly.

I found Sanchicha here, she confessed to finding a baby, but what she had done with it she would not at first say.

But since then she has declared before the alcalde that she gave it to Father Pedro of San Carmel, and that here it stands--Francisco that was! Francisca that it is!" He stepped aside to make way for a tall girl, who had approached from the cottage.
Father Pedro had neither noticed the concluding words nor the movement of Cranch.

His eyes were fixed upon the imbecile Sanchicha,--Sanchicha, of whom, to render his rebuke more complete, the Deity seemed to have worked a miracle, and restored intelligence to eye and lip.

He passed his hand tremblingly across his forehead, and turned away, when his eye fell upon the last comer.
It was she.