“Jeanne, Jeanne! where are you? We have come to you, Jeanne.”
Jeanne uttered a cry of joy as Pierre and Jean, her brothers, came into the room, followed by the two knights and Father Pasquerel, her confessor.
“Oh, boys!” she cried, trying to clasp both of them in her arms at once. “When did you come? How did you get here?”
“We came with the knights and Father Pasquerel from Puy en Velay, where we went with mother on a pilgrimage. Then we came on here,” Pierre told her, giving her a bearlike hug.
“With mother?” exclaimed Jeanne in surprise. “Did mother go on a pilgrimage to Puy en Velay?”
“Yes; she sends her love and blessing to you. She made offerings for you there,” spoke Jean.
“And father?” questioned she anxiously. “How is father?”
“He grieves over your absence, Jeanne, but he sends his blessing and love also.”
“Now God be thanked,” cried the Maid, weeping for very joy. “Oh, ’tis good to have you here, boys. Now you two shall be members of my Household, and be with me wherever I go.”
Happy indeed was Jeanne made by the coming of her brothers. It seemed like bringing her home to her. Now with 204 Jean and Pierre with her, and the love and blessing of her parents she could proceed on her appointed way with light heart.