She entered service in a house in Lucca at twelve and stayed nearly fifty years. She rose before the others to go to church, took from her own share for the poor, and spent years wearing down the suspicion of her employers and of the other servants. At her death the whole city recognised her.
In their own words
Where can he have gone? I fear someone has taken his cloak from him, and that out of shame he no longer dares show himself to my eyes.
Words reported by her Life, written by an anonymous contemporary (Acta Sanctorum, April, vol. III, p. 507)
As you please; as you wish.
Her habitual phrase, reported by her Life, written by an anonymous contemporary (Acta Sanctorum, April, vol. III, p. 510)
Forgive me […] Do not be troubled, for it does you no good to speak or to act in this way.
What she answered to insults, reported by her Life, written by an anonymous contemporary (Acta Sanctorum, April, vol. III, p. 511)