"Very well, we will go to sleep, dear nurse," responded the amiable child, and she added in Urbain's ear, "We will talk very low."
"Well, in that case I will go to bed," said the old servant hesitating to return that which she held in her hand. "My dear Ursule," she said at last, "you have nothing to fear here. If you would permit me to keep your talisman for this night only, because I sleep in a room that is not safe and I can't get that bat out of my head."
"Oh, keep it, Mademoiselle Marguerite," said Urbain, "may it do you much pleasure."
"Yes, keep it, dear nurse," said Blanche, "besides we have mine, that will be enough for us, will it not, Ursule?"
"But—yes, I believe so, mademoiselle."
Marguerite, delighted to possess a safeguard for the whole night, lighted her lamp and turned towards the door, saying,—
"Good night, my children, good night. Mercy, what a gust of wind. Ursule, you must go tomorrow before daybreak."
"Yes, mademoiselle."
"Go to bed as quickly as possible, and extinguish your light, that no one may suspect anything."
"Be easy, dear nurse," said Blanche, "we'll soon put it out."