XXIII + 

We are ruinвАЩd and undone, my child, said the abbess to Margarita,вБ†вЄЇвБ†we shall be here all nightвБ†вЄЇвБ†we shall be plunderвАЩdвБ†вЄЇвБ†we shall be ravishвАЩdвБ†вЄЇвБ† + 

вЄЇвБ†We shall be ravishвАЩd, said Margarita, as sure as a gun. + 

Sancta Maria! cried the abbess (forgetting the O!)вБ†вАФwhy was I governвАЩd by this wicked stiff joint? why did I leave the convent of Ando√Љillets? and why didst thou not suffer thy servant to go unpolluted to her tomb? + 

O my finger! my finger! cried the novice, catching fire at the word servantвБ†вАФwhy was I not content to put it here, or there, anywhere rather than be in this strait? + 

Strait! said the abbess. + 

StraitвБ†вЄЇвБ†said the novice; for terror had struck their understandingsвБ†вЄЇвБ†the one knew not what she saidвБ†вЄЇвБ†the other what she answerвАЩd. + 

O my virginity! virginity! cried the abbess. + 

вЄЇвБ†inity!вБ†вЄЇвБ†inity! said the novice, sobbing. + 