Perhaps it will be a little serious for me, but yet I should like to try to read it.

We shall see you to-night; come as early as possible." It was signed "Bettina." Jean read and re-read these few lines, but soon he could read them no longer, his eyes were dim.
"It is all that is left me of her," he thought.
At the same moment the Abbe Constantin was tete-a-tete with old Pauline, they were making up their accounts.

The financial situation was admirable; more than 2,000 francs in hand! And the wishes of Susie and Bettina were accomplished, there were no more poor in the neighborhood.
His old servant, Pauline, had even occasional scruples of conscience.
"You see, Monsieur le Cure," said she, "perhaps we give them a little too much.

Then it will be spread about in other parishes that here they can always find charity.

And do you know what will happen then, one of these days?
Poor people will come and settle in Longueval." The Cure gave fifty francs to Pauline.