"Pardon me, Señora; I lived in Chili, where I have for a long time resided at Valparaíso, Santiago, and subsequently at Aconchagua."
"Do you intend to remain among us?"
"I, at least, wish to do so, Señora; unhappily, the times are not favourable for a poor artist like me."
"That is true," pursued she, with interest. "Well, we will try to procure you some pupils."
"A thousand thanks for so much goodness, Señora," he humbly answered.
"You really interest me, and to prove how much I desire to assist you, this young lady will be pleased, for my sake, to take this very day her lesson with you," said she, pointing towards Doña Eva.
"I am at the orders of the young lady, as I am at yours, Señora," answered the old man, with a respectful bow.
"Well, that is agreed," said the abbess; and turning towards the portress, still motionless in the middle of the room, "My dear sister," added she, with a gracious smile, "be so good, I beg you, as to bring in some refreshments. You will return in an hour to accompany this gentleman to the door of the convent."
The portress bowed with a crabbed air, suddenly turned round, and left the room, casting a sour look around her.
There was a silence of two or three minutes, at the expiration of which the abbess gently rose, advanced on tiptoe towards the door, and opened it so suddenly, that the portress, whose eye was placed at the keyhole, stood confused and blushing at being thus surprised in the very act of a spy.