Agnes looked up with strange, wondering eyes into the face that was bent to hers. It was sallow and sunken, with deep lines of ill-health and sorrow, but the features were noble, and must once have been beautiful; the whole action, voice, and manner were dignified and impressive. Instinctively she felt that the lady was of superior birth and breeding to any with whom she had been in the habit of associating. "Come with me," said the lady; "and this--your mother"--she added. "She is my grandmother," said Agnes. "Well, then, your grandmother, sweet child, shall be attended to by my good sister Mona here." The Princess Paulina drew the hand of Agnes through her arm, and, laying her hand affectionately on it, looked down and smiled tenderly on her. "Are you very tired, my dear?" "Oh, no! no!" said Agnes,--"I am so happy, so blessed to be here!" "You have traveled a long way?" "Yes, from Sorrento; but I am used to walking,--I did not feel it to be long,--my heart kept me up,--I wanted to come home so much." "Home?" said the Princess. "Yes, to my soul's home,--the house of our dear Father the Pope." The Princess started, and looked incredulously down for a moment; then noticing the confiding, whole-hearted air of the child, she sighed and was silent. "Come with me above," she said, "and let me attend a little to your comfort." "How good you are, dear lady!" said Agnes. "I am not good, my child,--I am only your unworthy sister in Christ;" and as the lady spoke, she opened the door into a room where were a number of other female pilgrims seated around the wall, each attended by a person whose peculiar care she seemed to be. At the feet of each was a vessel of water, and when the seats were all full, a cardinal in robes of office entered, and began reading prayers. Each lady present, kneeling at the feet of her chosen pilgrim, divested them carefully of their worn and travel-soiled shoes and stockings, and proceeded to wash them. It was not a mere rose-water ceremony, but a good hearty washing of feet that for the most part had great need of the ablution. While this service was going on, the cardinal read from the Gospel how a Greater than they all had washed the feet of His disciples, and said, "If I, your Lord and Master, have washed your feet, ye also ought to wash one another's feet." Then all repeated in concert the Lord's Prayer, while each humbly kissed the feet she had washed, and proceeded to replace the worn and travel-soiled shoes and stockings with new and strong ones, the gift of Christian love. Each lady then led her charge into a room where tables were spread with a plain and wholesome repast of all such articles of food as the season of Lent allowed. Each placed her _protégée_ at table, and carefully attended to all her wants at the supper, and afterwards dormitories were opened for their repose.