Have you any message for her ear?
If so, give it swiftly ere the guard call me." "I thank you," said Cicely; "but I think that I shall be the bearer of my own messages." "What?
Do you, then, mean that our Mother is dead?
Must we suffer woe upon woe?
Oh! who could have told you these sorrowful tidings ?" "No, sister, I think that she is alive and that I, yet living, shall talk with her again." Sister Mary looked bewildered, for how, she wondered, could close prisoners know these things?
Staring round to see that she was not observed, she thrust two little packets into Cicely's hand.
"Wear these at the last, both of you," she whispered.

"Whatever they say we believe you innocent, and for your sake we have done a great crime.
Yes, we have opened the reliquary and taken from it our most precious treasure, a fragment of the cord that bound St.Catherine to the wheel, and divided it into three, one strand for each of you.

Perhaps, if you are really guiltless, it will work a miracle.

Perhaps the fire will not burn or the rain will extinguish it, or the Abbot may relent." "That last would be the greatest miracle of all," broke in Emlyn, with grim humour.

"Still we thank you from our hearts and will wear the relics if they do not take them from us.