Louise Soubirous:
[obviously initially very concerned after having just heard that Bernadette was suddenly taken ill]
Bernadette! Are you alright?
Bernadette:
[calmly, due to thankfully being ok]
Yes mama. There's nothing to worry about.
Louise Soubirous:
Nothing to worry about?...
[starts to cry]
Louise Soubirous:
... Scare me half to death and you say 'there's nothing to worry about.' I left your father's dinner to burn; I ran through the streets like a mad woman, what do I find? You, sitting there like... like a princess on a throne. You good for!...
Madame Nicolau:
[quickly intervening]
Don't strike the child! She's an angel of God.
Louise Soubirous:
[dismissively and sarcastically]
Angel... she's the laughing stock of Lourdes.
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