At the church an old woman appeared, Pascal's mother.
She flung her arms about him and adjured him to fly from his false bride, for his marriage would doom him to death.

She even fell at the feet of her son and said that he should pass over her body rather than be married.

Pascal turned to Marcel and said: "Love overpowers me! If I die, will you take care of my mother ?" Then the gallant soldier dispelled the gloom which had overshadowed the union of the loving pair.

"I can do no more," he said; "your mother has conquered me.

Franconnette is good, and pure, and true.