as long as she
was able, or at least willing. At last she told him, she would consult
her Pillow, and in the Morning conclude what was fit to be done. He
thought it convenient to leave her to her rest, and having lock'd her up
in his Room, went himself to repose upon a Pallat by Signior Claudio.

In the mean time, it may be convenient to enquire what became of
Hippolito. He had wandered much in pursuit of Aurelian, though Leonora
equally took up his Thoughts; He was reflecting upon the oddness and
extravagance of his Circumstances, the Continuation of which had
doubtless created in him a great uneasiness, when it was interrupted with
the noise of opening the Gates of the Convent of St. Lawrence, whither he
was arrived sooner than he thought for, being the place Aurelian had
appointed by the Lacquey to meet him in. He wondered to see the Gates
opened at so unseasonable an hour, and went to enquire the reason of it
from them who were employ'd; but they proved to be Novices, and made him
signs to go in, where he might meet with some body allow'd to answer him.
He found the Religious Men all up, and Tapers lighting every where: at
last he follow'd a Friar who was going into the Garden, and asking him
the cause of these Preparations, he was answered, That they were
entreated to pray for the Soul of a Cavalier, who was just departing or
departed this Life, and whom upon farther talk with him, he found to be
the same Lorenzo so often mentioned. Don Mario, it seems Uncle to
Lorenzo and Father to Leonora, had a private Door out of the Garden
belonging to his House into that of the Convent, which Door this Father
was now a going to open, that he and his Family might come and offer up
their Oraisons for the Soul of their Kinsman. Hippolito having informed
himself of as much as he could ask without suspicion, took his leave of
the Friar, not a little joyful at the Hopes he had by such unexpected
Means, of seeing his Beautiful Leonora: As soon as he was got at
convenient Distance from the Friar, (who 'tis like thought he had
return'd into the Convent to his Devotion) he turned back through a close
Walk which led him with a little Compass, to the same private Door, where
just before he had left the Friar, who now he saw was gone, and the Door
open.

He went into Don Mario's Garden, and walk'd round with much Caution and
Circumspection; for the Moon was then about to rise, and had already
diffused a glimmering Light, sufficien