7-th of April 1792, early evening
In theory, Fra'Agustin should have been in retreat until the moment of the ordination. In practice, it was Easter Eve and he had been in retreat since the last Mass on Friday vespers. On Easter Saturday, there was no Mass, and he could meditate and pray in peace. The bells were silent too until notifying the world about Easter Miracle. But Easter was the most important celebration of the liturgical year, more important than Christmas, so it should be prepared accordingly, and his contribution was needed.
The priestly clothes to be put on during the ordination tonight were ready in his room. And once he got out of the retreat, ready to perform his duties, first he calmed down his anxiety and emotions by a visit to the animal yard and some cuddling time with the wolfie, growing every week bigger and now not as much looking like a fuzzy ball anymore, but still equally friendly and lovable. Afterwards, he asked Giuseppe what exactly he needed help with, and he was there to arrange the place where the first part of the Easter Mass would be held, in open air, before the Holy Light came.
One of the novices told him, at a certain moment, that a man waited for him, and he went to see who might the man be.