[The White Ladies of Worcester by Florence L. Barclay]@TWC D-Link bookThe White Ladies of Worcester CHAPTER XXXV 9/21
Once fairly started on the telling, she seemed lifted into a strange sublimity of utterance.
I marvelled at it, and at the unearthly radiance of her face.
At the end, I thought she slept; but later I heard from the Sub-Prioress that she was found swooning before the crucifix and they had much ado to bring her round. "My lord, my heart fails me when I think to-day of my empty cell, and of the sore perplexity of my nuns.
How soon will it be possible that you see them and put the matter right, by giving the Holy Father's message ?" "So soon as you are wed, my daughter, I ride back to Worcester.
I shall endeavour to reach the Convent before the hour when they leave for Vespers." "May I beg, my lord, that you speak a word of especial kindness to old Antony, whose heart will be sore at my departure? I had thought to bid her be silent concerning the vision; but as she declares the shining Knight was Saint George or Saint Michael, the nuns, in their devout simplicity, will doubtless hold the vision to have been merely symbolic of my removal to 'higher service.'" "I will seek old Antony," said the Bishop, "and speak with her alone." "Father," said Mora, with deep emotion, "during all these years, you have been most good to me; kind beyond words; patient always.
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