"Chut!"
"But it's a sacrilege, my sister. It's a profanation of God's holy temple!"
"S-sh! monsieur——"
"It's a wonder she was not stricken dead! Before Ste. Geneviève!"
"S-sh! monsieur," protested the religieuse, gently, "ne jugez pas!"
"But——"
They had, in the mean time, applied simple restoratives with such effect that Mlle. Fouchette soon began to exhibit signs of reanimation.
"Will you kindly leave me alone with her here for a few minutes?" whispered Sister Agnes.
"Willingly," replied the ruffled attendant. "And mighty glad to——"