It would need but such thoughts to detach us from everything." M.Singlin, being obliged to conceal himself, came secretly to see her; she would not have her nephew, M.de Sacy, run the same risk.

"I shall never see him more," she said; "it is God's will; I do not vex myself about it.

My nephew without God could be of no use to me, and God without my nephew will be all in all to me." The grand-vicar of the Archbishop of Paris went to Port-Royal to make sure that the pensioners had gone.

He sat down beside Mother Angelica's bed.

"So you are ill, mother," said he; "pray, what is your complaint ?" "I am dropsical, sir," she replied.