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`` No , now that I have no sufferings but those God sends I can bear all , '' she said . `` The joy of being loved gives me strength to suffer . '' That was the only time -LRB- and then vaguely -RRB- that she ever alluded to her horrible martyrdom at the Rogrons , whom she never mentioned , and of whom no one reminded her , knowing well how painful the memory must be . `` Dear Madame Auffray , '' she said one day at noon on the terrace , as she gazed at the valley , warmed by a glorious sun and colored with the glowing tints of autumn , `` my death in your house gives me more happiness than I have had since I left Brittany . '' Madame Auffray whispered in her sister Martener 's ear : -- `` How she would have loved ! '' In truth , her tones , her looks gave to her words a priceless value . Monsieur Martener corresponded with Doctor Bianchon , and did nothing of importance without his advice .