Grimana [interceding]. I beg you, Reverend Mother—
Abbess. Sister Grimana, I have given you your task. Be about it.
[Grimana touches the buttons of her cape one by one, and then turns and goes out.]
Sister, remember that the Sister Benvenuta comes of the noble house of the Loredani. Guard your tongue.
[The Sister Sacristan stands gloomily biting her lips.]
If she has removed the cloth to some other place, it does not matter. Remember who she is, and that she is after all a child in mind, in heart. We will speak no more of this.
Sister Sacristan. No, Reverend Mother.
Abbess. Send Sister Rosalba to me.
Sister Sacristan. She is coming now, Reverend Mother.
[Rosalba comes in and the Sister Sacristan goes out.]