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〃Come and dine； Bouvard； stay with me till nine o'clock。 I must find
some decisive； undeniable test！〃
〃So be it； old comrade；〃 answered the other。
The reconciled enemies dined in the Palais…Royal。 After a lively
conversation； which helped Minoret to evade the fever of the ideas
which were ravaging his brain； Bouvard said to him：
〃If you admit in that woman the faculty of annihilating or of
traversing space； if you obtain a certainty that here； in Paris； she
sees and hears what is said and done in Nemours； you must admit all
other magnetic facts； they are not more incredible than these。 Ask her
for some one proof which you know will satisfy youfor you might
suppose that we obtained information to deceive you； but we cannot
know； for instance； what will happen at nine o'clock in your
goddaughter's bedroom。 Remember； or write down； what the sleeper will
see and hear； and then go home。 Your little Ursula； whom I do not
know； is not our accomplice； and if she tells you that she has said
and done what you have written downlower thy head； proud Hun！〃
The two friends returned to the house opposite to the Assumption and
found the somnambulist； who in her waking state did not recognize
Doctor Minoret。 The eyes of this woman closed gently before the hand
of the Swedenborgian； which was stretched towards her at a little
distance； and she took the attitude in which Minoret had first seen
her。 When her hand and that of the doctor were again joined； he asked
her to tell him what was happening in his house at Nemours at that
instant。 〃What is Ursula doing？〃 he said。
〃She is undressed； she has just curled her hair； she is kneeling on
her prie…Dieu； before an ivory crucifix fastened to a red velvet
background。〃
〃What is she saying？〃
〃Her evening prayers； she is commending herself to God； she implores
him to save her soul from evil thoughts； she examines her conscience
and recalls what she has done during the day； that she may know if she
has failed to obey his commands and those of the churchpoor dear
little soul； she lays bare her breast！〃 Tears were in the sleeper's
eyes。 〃She has done no sin； but she blames herself for thinking too
much of Savinien。 She stops to wonder what he is doing in Paris； she
prays to God to make him happy。 She speaks of you； she is praying
aloud。〃
〃Tell me her words。〃 Minoret took his pencil and wrote； as the sleeper
uttered it； the following prayer； evidently composed by the Abbe
Chaperon。
〃My God； if thou art content with thine handmaid； who worships
thee and prays to thee with a love that is equal to her devotion；
who strives not to wander from thy sacred paths； who would gladly
die as thy Son died to glorify thy name； who desires to live in
the shadow of thy willO God； who knoweth the heart； open the
eyes of my godfather； lead him in the way of salvation； grant him
thy Divine grace； that he may live for thee in his last days； save
him from evil； and let me suffer in his stead。 Kind Saint Ursula；
dear protectress； and you； Mother of God； queen of heaven；
archangels； and saints in Paradise； hear me！ join your
intercessions to mine and have mercy upon us。〃
The sleeper imitated so perfectly the artless gestures and the
inspired manner of his child that Doctor Minoret's eyes were filled
with tears。
〃Does she say more？〃 he asked。
〃Yes。〃
〃Repeat it。〃
〃'My dear godfather； I wonder who plays backgammon with him in Paris。'
She has blown out the lighther head is on the pillowshe turns to
sleep！ Ah！ she is off！ How pretty she looks in her little night…cap。〃
Minoret bowed to the great Unknown； wrung Bouvard by the hand； ran
downstairs and hastened to a cab…stand which at that time was near the
gates of a house since pulled down to make room for the Rue d'Alger。
There he found a coachman who was willing to start immediately for
Fontainebleau。 The moment the price was agreed on； the old man； who
seemed to have renewed his youth； jumped into the carriage and
started。 According to agreement； he stopped to rest the horse at
Essonne； but arrived at Fontainebleau in time for the diligence to
Nemours； on which he secured a seat； and dismissed his coachman。 He
reached home at five in the morning； and went to bed； with his life…
long ideas of physiology； nature； and metaphysics in ruins about him；
and slept till nine o'clock； so wearied was he with the events of his
journey。
CHAPTER VII
A TWO…FOLD CONVERSION
On rising； the doctor； sure that no one had crossed the threshold of
his house since he re…entered it； proceeded （but not without extreme
trepidation） to verify his facts。 He was himself ignorant of any
difference in the bank…notes and also of the misplacement of the
Pandect volumes。 The somnambulist was right。 The doctor rang for La
Bougival。
〃Tell Ursula to come and speak to me；〃 he said； seating himself in the
center of his library。
The girl came； she ran up to him and kissed him。 The doctor took her
on his knee； where she sat contentedly； mingling her soft fair curls
with the white hair of her old friend。
〃Do you want something； godfather？〃
〃Yes； but promise me； on your salvation； to answer frankly； without
evasion； the questions that I shall put to you。〃
Ursula colored to the temples。
〃Oh！ I'll ask nothing that you cannot speak of；〃 he said； noticing how
the bashfulness of young love clouded the hitherto childlike purity of
the girl's blue eyes。
〃Ask me； godfather。〃
〃What thought was in your mind when you ended your prayers last
evening； and what time was it when you said them。〃
〃It was a quarter…past or half…past nine。〃
〃Well； repeat your last prayer。〃
The girl fancied that her voice might convey her faith to the sceptic；
she slid from his knee and knelt down； clasping her hands fervently； a
brilliant light illumined her face as she turned it on the old man and
said：
〃What I asked of God last night I asked again this morning； and I
shall ask it till he vouchsafes to grant it。〃
Then she repeated her prayer with new and still more powerful
expression。 To her great astonishment her godfather took the last
words from her mouth and finished the prayer。
〃Good； Ursula；〃 said the doctor； taking her again on his knee。 〃When
you laid your head on the pillow and went to sleep did you think to
yourself； 'That dear godfather； I wonder who is playing backgammon
with him in Paris'？〃
Ursula sprang up as if the last trumpet had sounded in her ears。 She
gave a cry of terror； her eyes； wide open； gazed at the old man with
awful fixity。
〃Who are you； godfather？ From whom do you get such power？〃 she asked；
imagining that in his desire to deny God he had made some compact with
the devil。
〃What seeds did you plant yesterday in the garden？〃
〃Mignonette； sweet…peas； balsams〃
〃And the last were larkspur？〃
She fell on her knees。
〃Do not terrify me！〃 she exclaimed。 〃Oh you must have been hereyou
were here； were you not？〃
〃Am I not always with you？〃 replied the doctor； evading her question；
to save the strain on the young girl's mind。 〃Let us go to your room。〃
〃Your legs are trembling；〃 she said。
〃Yes； I am confounded； as it were。〃
〃Can it be that you believe in God？〃 she cried； with artless joy；
letting fall the tears that gathered in her eyes。
The old man looked round the simple but dainty little room he had
given to his Ursula。 On the floor was a plain green carpet； very
inexpensive； which she herself kept exquisitely clean； the walls were
hung with a gray paper strewn with roses and green leaves； at the
windows； which looked to the court； were calico curtains edged with a
band of some pink material； between the windows and beneath a tall
mirror was a pier…table topped with marble； on which stood a Sevres
vase in which she put her nosegays； opposite the chimney was a little
bureau…desk of charming marquetry。 The bed； of chintz； with chintz
curtains lined with pink； was one of those duchess beds so common in
the eighteenth century； which had a tuft of carved feathers at the top
of each of the four posts； which were fluted on the sides。 An old
clock； inclosed in a sort of monument made of tortoise…shell inlaid
with arabesques of ivory； decorated the mantelpiece； the marble shelf
of which； with the candlesticks and the mirror in a frame painted in
cameo on a gray ground； presented a remarkable harmony of color； tone；
and style。 A large wardrobe； the doors of which were inlaid with
landscapes in different woods （some having a green tint which are no
longer to be found for sale） contained； no doubt； her linen and her
dresses。 The air of the room was redolent of heaven。 The precise
arrangement of everything showed a sense of order； a feeling for
harmony； which would certainly have influenced any one； even a
Minore