Angelique slept upstairs in a room under the roof, by the side of the garret, and the windows of which overlooked the garden.

She had already taken her first lessons in embroidery.

The first Sunday morning after she was in her new home, before going to mass, Hubertine opened before her the old chest in the working-room, where she kept the fine gold thread.

She held up the little book, then, placing it in that back part of one of the drawers, said: "Look! I have put it here.

I will not hide it, but leave it where you can take it if you ever wish to do so.