I said to him weeping: 'Here, it was here!' And Don Giuseppe answered with great tenderness: 'Yes, but do not think of that, think rather that the Lord calls you.' And I replied: 'But whither, whither does He call me ?' My anguish was so great that I awoke.

I heard a voice calling from the top of the house, and some one answered in French from the bottom of the garden.

I saw a lady leave the villa, running.

I heard the greetings she exchanged with the new-comers; I distinguished _her_ voice! At first I was not sure of it, but presently, the voices coming nearer, I could no longer doubt.

It was she! For a second I was dazed, but only for a second.