In your case it was the bride-groom who, this morning, slumbered and slept.' 'True, my lord,' said I.

'But there were no foolish virgins about.' 'Nay, verily!' replied the Bishop.

'The two virgins awake at that hour were pre-eminently wise: the one, making as the sun rose most golden pats of butter and crusty rolls; the other, rising early to partake of them with appetite.

Truly there were no foolish virgins about.

There was but one foolish prelate.'" She, who so lately had been Prioress of the White Ladies, flushed with indignation at the words.
"Wherefore said he so ?" she inquired, severely.