It was not only over the Moreno Castle that a fine, dull rain was falling, as Sister Martha had the opportunity to make sure, as soon as she stepped on the paving slabs of the courtyard.

-- Bommmmm! - the heavy ringing of Big Gil made her raise her head, exposing her face to raindrops.

“Immeasurably glad to have you back, venerable sister,” one of the maids bowed before her. - Are you going to the dining room? The bell calls for dinner.

“Later, Mila. The brightest one?

“She is in the greenhouse, Sister Martha. to guide you?

- I'll go myself. And one more thing: do not overdo it...