"She will get well, but later on!"

Now Mademoiselle Durie was, in fact, sick with cancer at that time. She was immediately convinced that the "sick lady", of whom they were speaking, was herself. Etienette then rushed through the slightly opened door and beheld an astonishing scene.

Durie tells of what she next saw.

"Standing in front of the fireplace was a lady of medium height resplendent in her white dress on which were golden roses. Her slippers seemed to be white as snow. On her hands shown the richest diamonds. Her forehead was surrounded with a crown of stars that shown like the sun. I was dazzled.

" 'Good Mother,' I said to her without waiting. 'Please take me to Heaven!'

" 'Later on.'

" 'It's time, now, Mother!'

" 'You will always be my child, and I shall always be your Mother!' "

Our Lady then vanished. Mlle. Etienette had just seen the Blessed Virgin, a gift that is indeed rare. She was so taken aback, that for a moment she did not know what to do. The Mademoiselle continues to tell of what happened.

"When I regained my senses, I noticed Monsieur le Cure standing in front of his table, his hands joined on his chest, his face radiant, his eyes motionless. I almost feared he might be dead. Coming close to him, I pulled at a fold in his cassock.

" 'Is it You, dear Lady?'

" 'No, Father, it is I .... '

"As I said these words, he came to himself and moved.

" 'Where were you, Father? What have you just seen?'

" 'I saw a lady.'

" 'And I did too,' I answered. 'Who is this lady?'

" 'If you say anything about it,' Father Vianney replied in a stern tone, 'you will never enter my house again.'