Mistress of a nobleman for nine years and having borne him a son she was shocked when her master’s dog came whining to her, and led her to his murdered body in the woods.
It must be a Judgment. She gave away all she had and fled to Cortona with her son.
After weeping and praying and fasting and ministering to the sick for three years, the Franciscans deemed she could be admitted as a tertiary.
The lad later became a monk. We don’t know what happened to the dog but assume the murderer was caught, or surely his mistress would have been a prime suspect.