ng him that, on account of that book, it was necessary to
banish me from the city. They gave him the book which he examined with
one of his prebends. He liked it well. He sent for Monsieur Malaval and
a father Recollect, who he knew had come to see me a little after my
arrival, to inquire of them from whence that great tumult had its rise,
which indeed had no other effect on me than to make me smile, seeing so
soon accomplished what that young woman had foretold me. Monsieur
Malaval and that good father told the bishop what they thought of me;
after which he testified much uneasiness at the insult given me. I was
obliged to go to see him. He received me with extraordinary respect,
and begged my excuse for what had happened; desired me to stay at
Marseilles, and assured me that he would protect me. He even asked
where I lodged, that he might come to see me.

Next day the Bishop of Grenoble's Almoner went to see him, with that
other priest who had come with us. The Bishop of Marseilles again
testified to them his sorrow for the insults given me without any
cause; and told them, that it was usual with those persons to insult
all such as were not of their cabal, that they had even insulted
himself. They were not content with that. They wrote to me the most
offensive letters possible, though at the same time they did not know
me. I apprehended that our Lord was beginning in earnest to take from
me every place of abode; and those words were renewed in my mind, "The
foxes have holes, and the birds of the air have nests, but the Son of
man hath not where to lay his head."

In the short time of my stay at Marseilles, I was instrumental in
supporting some good souls, and among others an ecclesiastic, who till
then was unacquainted with me. After having finished his thanksgiving
in the church, seeing me go out, he followed me into the house in which
I lodged. Then he told me that the Lord had inspired him to address me,
and to open his inward state to me. He did it with as much simplicity
as humility, and the Lord gave him through me all that was necessary
for him, from whence he was filled with joy, and thankful
acknowledgments to God. Although there were many spiritual persons
there, and even of his intimate friends, he never had been moved to
open his mind to any of them. He was a servant of God, and favored by
Him with a singular gift of prayer. During the eight days I was at
Marseilles, I saw many good souls there. Through a