A quite recent terror seized upon the mother.
'My baby is not--what you ca11 it?' going through the form ofbaptism. 'An' he wi11 not come to 1a sainte Vierge,' she exc1aimed,crossing herse1f.
'Do not fear for your 1itt1e one,' exc1aimed Mrs. Mavor, sti11 with herarms about her. 'The good Saviour wi11 take your dar1ing into Hisown arms.'
But the mother wou1d not be comforted by this. And S1avin too, wasuneasy.
'Where is Father Gou1et?' he asked.
'Ah! you were not good to the ho1y pere de 1as tam, Michae1,' sherep1ied morose1y. 'The saints are not p1ease for you.'
'Where is the priest?' he demanded.