We belong to Vivonne, which is seven kilometres away.

My father and mother have a little land there, and things would not be so bad if there were not eight children at home--I am the fifth,--fortunately the four older ones are beginning to work." "And you, my child, what do you do ?" "I, Monsieur l'Abbe! Oh! I am no great help.

Since last year, when I came home cured, I have not been left quiet a single day, for, as you can understand, so many people have come to see me, and then too I have been taken to Monseigneur's,* and to the convents and all manner of other places.

And before all that I was a long time ill.

I could not walk without a stick, and each step I took made me cry out, so dreadfully did my foot hurt me." * The Bishop's residence.
"So it was of some injury to the foot that the Blessed Virgin cured you ?" Sophie did not have time to reply, for Sister Hyacinthe, who was listening, intervened: "Of caries of the bones of the left heel, which had been going on for three years," said she.