lopen oute at ones, And eyther hitte other ...

vnder the cheke; Hadde thei had knyves, by Cryst ...

her eyther had killed other.
To be sure, it is not often that we hear of anything so bad as that fifteenth-century prioress, who used to drag her nuns round the choir by their veils in the middle of the service, screaming 'Liar!' and 'Harlot!' at them;[12] or that other sixteenth-century lady who used to kick them and hit them on the head with her fists and put them in the stocks.[13] All prioresses were not 'ful plesaunt and amiable of port', or stately in their manner.

The records of monastic visitations show that bad temper and petty bickering sometimes broke the peace of convent life.
But we must be back at Eglentyne.

She went on living for ten or twelve years as a simple nun, and she sang the services very nicely and had a sweet temper and pretty manners and was very popular.