“Still it can be taken; but no enemy will dare to attack the sacred walls of a convent.”
“A convent! What do you mean? Do you intend to make me a nun? Me! A nun! Ha! ha! ha! I shall die a-laughing.”
“It is not always nuns who find shelter in a convent.”
“Nevertheless, uncle, and once for all, I say I will have nothing to do with a convent.”
“Then tell me what you will do, for you cannot stay here.”
“Are you in earnest, uncle?”
“Absolutely so.”
The tears came to the girl’s eyes. Sobbing, and throwing her arms around his neck, she exclaimed: “Uncle, you cannot send me away from you.”
“It is for your safety, my child.”
“But I do not wish any special safety. Where my aunts can stay, I can stay.”