"Sister! sister!" murmured Mary, "who could have told me we should meet thus?"
"It is God's will, to which we must submit," replied the Carmelite mother.
"His will is sometimes very stern," sighed Mary.
"How can you say so, sister? That will is gentle and most merciful to me. God, who might have left me longer on this earth, deigns to recall me to Him."
"You will meet our father above," said Mary.
"And whom do I leave behind me?"
"Our good Jean Oullier, who lives and loves you always, Bertha."
"Thank you; and whom else?"
"My husband,--and two children, who are named, the boy, Pierre, the girl, Bertha. I have taught them to bless you daily."
A faint color came upon the cheeks of the dying woman.