She was not violent under her despair, but went on crying very miserably, saying, 'Oh, what shall I do?
what shall I do ?' 'God knoweth,' says the abbot, 'this was a bad case; but I had a good thought for it.' He began to speak of Richard, of what he had done and what would live to do.

'They say that the strain of the fiend is in that race, my dear,' he told her.

'They say that Geoffrey Grey-Gown had intercourse with a demon.

And certain it is that in Richard, as in all his brothers, that stinging grain lives in the blood.

For testimony look at their cognisance of leopards, and advise yourself, whether any house in Christendom ever took that device but had known familiarly the devil in some shape?
And look again at the deeds of these princes.