But, alas! at the end of a year Pauline had a son and died." Hubert, who was still occupied with marking out his pattern, raised his head, showing a very pale face as he said in a low voice: "Oh! the unhappy man!" "It was said that he himself almost died from his great grief," continued Hubertine.

"At all events, a fortnight later he entered into Holy Orders, and soon became a priest.

That was twenty years ago, and now he is a bishop.

But I have also been told that during all this time he has refused to see his son, the child whose birth cost the life of its mother.

He had placed him with an uncle of his wife's, an old abbot, not wishing even to hear of him, and trying to forget his existence.