ABSTRACT
“I have had the supreme joy of hearing Mass in the choir of the Carmelite nuns of S. Maria Maddalena,” writes Elvira, “the good Canon, brother of N—— with admirable forethought obtained permission for the admission of my parents, sister, and even of our good friend V.P…. There in that holy place, I have beheld my dear ones kneeling in fervent prayer. What were they thinking of? I, too, knelt in that holy place, near the stall I occupied sixteen years ago. I was singing in the silence of my heart a hymn of thanksgiving, with my eyes fastened on the sweet image of Jesus Crucified above the choir altar. I repeated to our Lord my promise, and He renewed in me my old hope…. O Love! … Faithful Love!
