“Whathasbefallenme？”murmuredBeatrice，withalowmoanoutof
herheart。“HolyVirginpityme，apoorheartbrokenchild！”
“Thou！Dostthoupray？”criedGiovanni，stillwiththesame
fiendishscorn。“Thyveryprayers，astheycomefromthylips，taint
theatmospherewithdeath。Yes，yes；letuspray！Letustochurch，