The first deception negatives the second, and the positive fact alone remains that Mora is wedded to you, is yours to guard and shield from sorrow; and those whom God hath joined together, let no man put asunder." Hugh d'Argent passed his hand across his brow.
"I trust the matter may appear thus to Mora," he said.
The banner still wafted, gently.

The Bishop gave himself time to ponder whence that draught could come.
Then: "It will not so appear," he said.

"My good Hugh, when your wife learns from you that she was tricked by Mary Antony, she will go back in mind to where she was before the spurious vision, and will feel herself to be still Prioress of the White Ladies." "I have so felt her, since the knowledge reached me," agreed the Knight.
The efficacy of the soothing drug taken by the Bishop was strained to its utmost.
"And what then do you propose to do, my son, with this wedded Prioress?
Do you expect her to remain with you in your home, content to fulfil her wifely duties ?" "I fear," said the Knight sadly, "that she will leave me." "And I am certain she will leave you," said the Bishop.
"It was largely this fear for the future which brought me at once to you, my lord.

If Mora desires, as you say, to consider herself as she was, before she was tricked into leaving the Convent, will you arrange that she shall return, unquestioned, to her place as Prioress of the White Ladies of Worcester ?" "Impossible!" said the Bishop, shortly.

"It is too late.