I did not seek this errand of mine.

I resisted the command, till God was stern with me and I submitted with bitter tears.

I shall die a maid, and can never know the blessedness of women.

Often at night I weep to think that I shall never hold a babe next my heart." The face of Jeanne was suddenly strained with a great sadness.

It was Catherine's turn to be the comforter.