known as the 'camisee.' It was long and voluminous and reached to her ankles. She was serenely contemplating three leggy fowls that were finishing a matutinal meal of boiled rice. For ten seconds she remained motionless, stupefied by the unexpected appearance of the padre at that unusual hour. Then, gathering her scattered senses, she bolted into some hidden recess at the back of the house and disappeared from view.
