And Marie, listening to her, felt great pity for her, and also some shame; for she who was not entirely destitute of resources had succeeded in obtaining _hospitalisation_, thanks to Pierre, whereas that mother and her sorry child, after exhausting their scanty savings, remained without a copper.
However, a more violent jolt of the carriage drew a cry of pain from the girl.

"Oh, father," she said, "pray raise me a little! I can't stay on my back any longer." When M.de Guersaint had helped her into a sitting posture, she gave a deep sigh of relief.

They were now at Etampes, after a run of an hour and a half from Paris, and what with the increased warmth of the sun, the dust, and the noise, weariness was becoming apparent already.

Madame de Jonquiere had got up to speak a few words of kindly encouragement to Marie over the partition; and Sister Hyacinthe moreover again rose, and gaily clapped her hands that she might be heard and obeyed from one to the other end of the carriage.
"Come, come!" said she, "we mustn't think of our little troubles.

Let us pray and sing, and the Blessed Virgin will be with us." She herself then began the rosary according to the rite of Our Lady of Lourdes, and all the patients and pilgrims followed her.