The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. If only we are not divided.
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