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⟨now⟩ recognized for Don Christoval. "You ⟨are⟩ the luckiest fellow in the universe, not ⟨to⟩ have left the church before my return. ⟨In⟩, in! my dear lad! they will be here immediately!"
"Who will be here?"
"The old hen and all her pretty little chickens. In, I say; and then you shall know the whole history."
Lorenzo followed him into the cathedral, and they concealed themselves behind the statue of St. Francis.
"And now," said our hero, "may I take the liberty of asking what is the meaning of all this haste and rapture?"
"Oh! Lorenzo, we shall see such a glorious sight! The prioress of St. Clare and her whole train of nuns are coming hither. You are to know, that the pious father Ambrosio [the Lord reward him for it!] will upon no account move out of his own precincts. It being absolutely necessary for every fashionable convent to have him for its con-fessor,
