You were her only child, and your baptism was more to her than her marriage even, or any other thing in this world.

The day after your baptism she died.

What do you think were her last words ?" There was a hectic flush on Pomfrette's face, and his eyes were intense and burning as they looked up fixedly at the Cure.
"I can't think any more," answered Pomfrette slowly.

"I've no head." "What she said is for your heart, not for your head, Luc," rejoined the Cure gently.

"She wandered in her mind, and at the last she raised herself up in her bed, and lifting her finger like this"-- he made the gesture of benediction--"she said, 'Luc Michele, I baptise you in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.