’ The Mother Abbess—and indeed all the nuns, some of higher birth more fearful than others—were aghast at the horrors that had befallen the family Valade. What does he do these three days?’ She had come daily to the vestry, hoping to meet the lad and hear his report. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. “I am so sorry to have startled you,” she said, “but I was startled myself. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. ‘The fact of it is,’ I said, ‘I’m the new playwright, Thomas More. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea.
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