If you succeed and we are saved, on her behalf I swear that you shall not suffer.

There is wealth hidden away--wealth worth many priories; you and yours shall have your share of it, and that Commissioner shall not go lacking.

Tell him that there is some small store to pay him for his trouble, and that the Abbot of Blossholme would rob him of it.

Now, my Lady Margaret--for that, I think, used to be your name, and will be again when you have done with priests and nuns--bless me also and begone, and know that, living or dead, I hold you great and holy." So the Prioress blessed her ere she glided thence in her stately fashion, and the oaken door opened and shut behind her.
Three days later the Abbot visited them alone.
"Foul and accursed witches," he said, "I come to tell you that next Monday at noon you burn upon the green in front of the Abbey gate, who, were it not for the mercy of the Church, should have been tortured also till you discovered your accomplices, of whom I think that you have many." "Show me the King's warrant for this slaughter," said Cicely.
"I will show you nothing save the stake, witch.

Repent, repent, ere it be too late.