Mere Esther whispered a few words in the ear of the Superior,
advising her to concede every request of Amelie and Heloise, and
returned to the wicket to answer some other hasty call from the
troubled city.
Messengers despatched by Bonhomme Michael followed one another at
short intervals, bringing to the Convent exact details of all that
occurred in the streets, with the welcome tidings at last that the
threatened outbreak had been averted by the prompt interposition of
the Governor and troops. Comparative quietness again reigned in
every quarter of the city.
Le Gardeur de Repentigny had voluntarily surrendered himself to the
guard and given up his sword, being overwhelmed with remorse for his
act. He had been placed, not in irons as he had demanded, but as a
prisoner in the strong ward of the Castle of St. Louis.
"I pray you, reverend Mere Superior," said Amelie, "permit us now
to go into the Chapel of Saints to lay our hearts, as did our
kinswoman, Madelaine de Repentigny, at the feet of our Lady of
Grand Pouvoir."
"Go, my children, and our prayers shall go with you," replied the
Superior; "the lamp of Repentigny will burn brighter than ever to-
night to welcome you.
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