The day came at last when she was to leave for Lisbon. It was a heartrending farewell. For a long time, she clung to me with her arms around my neck, and sobbed: “We shall never see each other again! Pray a lot for me, until I go to heaven. Then I will pray a lot for you. Never tell the secret to anyone, even if they kill you. Love Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary very much, and make many sacrifices for sinners.”
From Lisbon, she sent me word that Our Lady had come to see her there; she had told her the day and hour of her death. Finally, Jacinta reminded me to be good.