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voice, "here we have some little intrigue, no doubt."
"Agnes, by heaven!" cried Lorenzo.
"What, your sister? Diavolo! Then somebody, I suppose, will have to pay for our peeping."
"And shall pay for it without delay," replied the incensed brother.
The pious procession had now entered the abbey; the door was already closed upon it. The unknown immediately quitted his concealment, and hastened to leave the church: ere he could effect his intention, he descried Medina stationed in his passage. The stranger hastily retreated, and drew his hat over his eyes.
"Attempt not to fly me!" exclaimed Lorenzo; "I will know who you are, and what were the contents of that letter."
"Of that letter?" repeated the unknown. "And by what title do you ask the question?"
"By a title of which I am now ashamed; but it becomes not you to question me.Either
