"How can I who but a few days ago before God's altar and His priest vowed myself to this same Hugh de Cressi for all his life ?" Sir John rose from the stool and walked, or, rather, tottered to the door.
"Then stay here till you rot," he said quite quietly, "for I'll give you no burial.

As for this Hugh, I would have spared him, but you have signed his death-warrant." He was gone.

The heavy door shut, the bars clanged into their sockets.
Thus these two parted, for when they met once more no word passed between them; and although she knew not how these things would end, Eve felt that parting to be dreadful.

Turning her face to the wall, for a while she wept, then, when the woman Mell came with her bread and water, wiped away her tears and faced her calmly.

After all, she could have answered no otherwise; her soul was pure of sin, and, for the rest, God must rule it.