"Where does she reside?" asked Donna Erminia; "in Spain?"
"Dear old Spain, of which papa talks so much," added her cousin Ignez.
"Alas! no," said Pedro, beginning to cudgel his invention.
"Is she dead?" asked Ignez, gently.
"No."
"Then she must be married, of course?" said little Donna Paula, fanning herself with all the air of her great-grandmother.
"No—she became a nun, in spite of my advice," said Pedro, sighing; "one of the sisters of Santa Clara."
"Where, senor?" asked Erminia; "we are very curious, you see; but it is the privilege of our sex."
"At Orizaba; and it was long before our good friend, the bishop, who was her godfather——"
"Ah, you know the Bishop of Orizaba, do you, senor?" said the Padre Eizagiuerro, coming suddenly forward.