"But—why—why—are you here?" he stammered.
"I have sought you long."
"You have followed me? You are not then a nun?"
"You see I am not."
"But why—oh why,—have you done this thing?"
She made no answer.
"You are here in Rome—and he is here. And you did not know?"
"I knew!" she replied with a little nod, like a questioned child.
"You knew! And he believes that I knew!"
"That is a small matter, dear. For he knows, that you knew not."