human
What day is it, madame?
gpt
Monday, my dear child.
human
Ah! true. One so soon loses count of time. And, besides, I am so happy! It is to-day that the Blessed Virgin will cure me!
gpt
Why don't you try to sleep a little? maternally inquired Madame de Jonquiere.
human
You must be quite worn out by your vigil.
gpt
But I am not at all tired, and I don't feel a bit sleepy. Go to sleep? Oh! no, that would be too sad. I should no longer know that I was going to be cured!
human
Then why didn't you let them take you to the Grotto? she asked.
gpt
You won't know what to do with yourself all alone here.
human
I am not alone, madame, I am with her, replied Marie; and thereupon, her vision returning to her, she clasped her hands in ecstasy.
gpt
Last night, you know, I saw her bend her head towards me and smile. I quite understood her, I could hear her voice, although she never opened her lips. When the Blessed Sacrament passes at four o'clock I shall be cured.
human
No, no, I am no worse, I am waiting. Only, you must surely see, madame, that there is no need for me to go to the Grotto this morning, since the appointment which she gave me is for four o'clock. And then the girl added in a lower tone:
gpt
Pierre will come for me at half-past three. At four o'clock I shall be cured.