well as pay off their debts. I know, however, with the help of God, some
day I shall be free. Then we shall return to buy the little farm where my
father made us such a happy home, and at that time I trust that thou wilt
come back and live with me--but then, I suppose thou wilt have become a
great lady, and wilt not be content to come back to such a simple life with
an obscure country woman (although I really don't believe that)."

"Oh, no, no, no!" suddenly interrupted Paula. "Godmother knows very well
that I shall never forget the happy life in Villar."

"Then, you will go back there?" inquired Rosa.

"Of course. Why not?" and Paula looked quite surprised.

"What's that you say? You would leave all of us who love you so?"

"Oh, no indeed, you shall all come with me," responded Paula, who generally
had a way of solving every difficulty.

Rosa smiled and returned to her reading.

"I have just been to see the grave of thy dear father where I planted some
hardy white roses which will stand the winter winds. I went also to the
neighboring village of Endroit where thou usedst to visit the poor, and
immediately I was surrounded by thy friends. Papa Pierre Vigne especially
sends his love. They all spoke of thee and called down blessings on thy
head, especially that thou mightst be a witness for the Lord in thy new
home. Mama Vigne recalled the time when thou visitedst her when she was so
sick, and how happy thou madest her when thou didst sing those beautiful
hymns to her. I believe, my dear one, that if thou shouldst write her a few