midnight
He kissed my hand , quite moved , and replied : `` Wear them for the sake of the inscription , and also for the kind feeling , which is sincere . '' Saturday evening . Here , then , my poor Renee , are the last words of your girl friend . After the midnight Mass , we set off for an estate which Felipe , with kind thought for me , has bought in Nivernais , on the way to Provence . Already my name is Louise de Macumer , but I leave Paris in a few hours as Louise de Chaulieu . However I am called , there will never be for you but one Louise . XXVII .