Nay, nay, I know; the church will not burn, nor all the great stone halls.

But the dormitories, and the storehouses, and the hayricks, and the cattle-byres, they'll flame bravely after this time of drought, and if the wains are ashes, how will they draw in their harvest?
Will you do it, my man ?" "Surely.

Have I not sworn ?" "Then away to the work, and afterwards--to-morrow or next day--come back and make report.

Just now I am much moved to solitary prayer, so wait till you see me here alone upon my knees.

Stay! Wrap yourself in grave-clothes, for then if you are seen they will think you are a ghost, such as they say haunt this place.