February 20, 5 P.M.
The priest anointed with holy oil the feet and hands and forehead of the dying woman , repeated a short prayer , and Marguerite was ready to set out for the heaven to which I doubt not she will go , if God has seen the ordeal of her life and the sanctity of her death . Since then she has not said a word or made a movement . Twenty times I should have thought her dead if I had not heard her breathing painfully . February 20 , 5 P.M. All is over . Marguerite fell into her last agony at about two o'clock . Never did a martyr suffer such torture , to judge by the cries she uttered . Two or three times she sat upright in the bed , as if she would hold on to her life , which was escaping toward God .