"A priest, and a friar."
"A friar? Then you are not his confessor? Yet you know all. That gentle voice!"
She raised her head slowly, and peered at him through her mask.
The next moment she uttered a faint shriek, and lay with her brow upon his bare feet.
CHAPTER LXXVII
CLEMENT sighed. He began to doubt whether he had taken the wisest course with a creature so passionate.
But young as he was, he had already learned many lessons of ecclesiastical wisdom. For one thing he had been taught to pause: i. e., in certain difficulties, neither to do nor say anything, until the matter should clear itself a little.
He therefore held his peace and prayed for wisdom.