The canopy, which was borne down the central aisle, was stopped at the railing of the choir, and there, on account of a certain unavoidable confusion, the Bishop was for a moment made to approach the persons who formed his suite.

Since Felicien had reappeared, Angelique had looked at him constantly.

It so happened that on account of the pressure he was placed a little at the right of the canopy, and at that moment she saw very near together the white head of Monseigneur and the blonde head of the young man.

That glance was a revelation; a sudden light came to her eyes; she joined her hands together as she said aloud: "Oh! Monseigneur, the son of Monseigneur!" Her secret escaped her.

It was an involuntary cry, the certainty which revealed itself in this sudden fact of their resemblance.