Sister Virginia dwelt at ease within its walls, holding a kind of little court, and exercising an undefined authority in petty affairs which was conceded to her rank.  Among her favorite companions at the time of the events I am about to narrate, were numbered the Sisters Ottavia Ricci, Benedetta Homata, Candida Brancolina, and Silvia Casata; she was waited on by a converse sister, Caterina da Meda.  Adjoining the convent stood the house and garden of a certain Gianpaolo Osio, who plays the principal part in Virginia’s tragedy.  He must have been a young man of distinguished appearance; for when Virginia first set eyes upon him from a window overlooking his grounds, she exclaimed:  ’Is it possible that one could ever gaze on anything more beautiful?’ He attracted her notice as early as the year 1599 or 1600, under circumstances not very favorable to the plan he had in view.  His hands were red with the blood of Virginia’s bailiff, Giuseppe Molteno, whom he had murdered for some cause unknown to us.  During their first interview (Virginia leaning from the window of her friend Candida’s cell, and Osio standing on his garden-plot beneath), the young man courteously excused himself for this act of violence, adding that he would serve her even more devotedly than the dead Molteno, and begging to be allowed to write her a letter.  When the letter came, it was couched in terms expressive of a lawless passion.  Virginia’s noble blood rebelled against the insult, and she sent an answer back, rebuffing her audacious suitor.  The go-betweens in the correspondence which ensued were the two nuns, Ottavia and Benedetta, and a certain Giuseppe Pesen, who served as letter-carrier.  Osio did not allow himself to be discouraged by a first refusal, but took the hazardous step of opening his mind to the confessor of the convent, Paolo Arrigone, a priest of San Maurizio in Milan.  Arrigone at once lent himself to the intrigue, and taught Osio what kind of letters he should write Virginia.  They were to be courteous, respectful, blending pious rhetoric with mystical suggestions of romantic passion.  It seems that the confessor composed these documents himself, and advised his fair penitent that there was no sin in perusing them.  From correspondence, Osio next passed to interviews.  By the aid of Arrigone he gained access to the parlor of the convent, where he conversed with Virginia through the bars.  In their earlier meetings the lover did not venture beyond compliments and modest protestations of devotion.  But as time went on, he advanced to kisses and caresses, and once he made Virginia take a little jewel into her mouth.  This was a white loadstone, blessed by Arrigone, and intended to operate like a love-charm.  The girl, in fact, began to feel the influence of her seducer.  In the final confession which she made, she relates how she fought against temptation.  ’Some diabolical force compelled me to go to the window overlooking his garden; and one day when Sister Ottavia told me that Osio was standing there,