But it proved sufficient to her need, and for this also truly she should be thankful to its Giver.
After they had eaten, a message came to them from the Prioress, who desired to see them in her chamber.

Thither they went, rejoiced to find that they were no longer prisoners but had liberty to come and go, and found her seated in a tall chair, for she was too stiff to walk.

Cicely ran to her, knelt down and kissed her, and she laid her left hand upon her head in blessing, for the right was cut with the chafing of the reins.
"Surely, Cicely," she said, smiling, "it is I who should kneel to you, were I in any state to do so.

For now I have heard all the tale, and it seems that we have a prophetess among us, one favoured with visions from on high, which visions have been most marvellously fulfilled." "That is so, Mother," she answered briefly, for this was a matter of which she would never talk at length, either then or thereafter, "but the fulfilment came through you." "My daughter, I was but the minister, you were the chosen seer, still let the holy business lie a while.

Perhaps you will tell me of it afterwards, and meantime the world and its affairs press us hard.