"
"The community will join you in your prayers, Amelie," replied the
Mere.
Esther stood wrapt in thought for a few moments. "Heloise!" said
she, addressing the fair cousin of Amelie, "I have long expected
you in the monastery. You struggled hard for the world and its
delights, but God's hand was stronger than your purposes. When He
calls, be it in the darkest night, happy is she who rises instantly
to follow her Lord!"
"He has indeed called me, O mother! and I desire only to become a
faithful servant of His tabernacle forever. I pray, good Mere
Esther, for your intercession with the Mere de la Nativite. The
venerable Lady Superior used to say we were dowerless brides, we of
the house of Lotbiniere."
"But you shall not be dowerless, Heloise!" burst out Amelie. "You
shall enter the convent with as rich a dowry as ever accompanied an
Ursuline."
"No, Amelie; if they will not accept me for myself, I will imitate
my aunt, the admirable queteuse, who, being, like me, a dowerless
postulante, begged from house to house throughout the city for the
means to open to her the door of the monastery.
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