After long wanderings, the bust has found a resting-place in the museum
at Lille. Full of a dreamy pathos, it stands in its glass case--an
atonement for Love betrayed--in memory of the bitterest repentance.
As the embodiment of an old legend, it interests us and seems to say:
"A tear for Blanche of Montalme; for Henri de Lancy--a prayer!"