We thought he would speak no more; but about three o'clock this morning he called quite clearly, '_Ducie, the abbot's cross_.' Then Ducie unlocked the oak chest that stands by the bed-side, and took from it an ivory crucifix.
She put it in his left hand.

With a smile he touched the Christ upon it; and so, clasping the abbot's cross, he died." "I wonder at that, William.

A better Church-of-England man was not in all the dales than Barf Latrigg." "Ay; but you see, Alice, that cross is older than the Church of England.
It was given to the first Latrigg of Up-Hill by the first abbot of Furness.

Before the days of Wyckliffe and Latimer, every one of them, babe and hoary-head, died with it in their hands.

There are things that go deeper down than creeds, Alice; and the cross with the Saviour on it is one of them.