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CHAPTER THREE

"Phillida!" She was both shocked and astounded. Everything she felt seemed to explode in her voice as she cried her sister's name.
" They believed me and they went away," Phillida said; "but somehow I could not speak of such things to Master Hawkhurst. I felt he would not have listened to me. He wanted to be alone with me so that he could make love to me. He wanted to kiss me ... he tried to ... but ... I managed to escape him."
The words were whispered, but even so they seemed to quiver raw and trembling on the air. Lizbeth's arms tightened round her sister.
" But I do not understand," she said. "Why did you fear Rodney's kiss? 'Tis not unpleasant."
" No man shall touch me." Phillida moved now within Lizbeth's arms; in the light of the candles her face was very white, her eyes wide and dilated. "Do you not understand? No man shall touch me."
" Do you mean you hate them all?" Lizbeth asked.
" I hate them all," Phillida repeated violently. "No, hate is not the right word, for we must hate no one ; but I will not be touched. My body shall be given to no-one-it is .., it is dedicated."
" Phillida, you are not ... a Catholic?" Lizbeth's voice was hoarse.
Phillida nodded.
For a moment Lizbeth was speechless.
" But how .., how did you become one?" she stammered at last.
.You remember Mister Andrews?"
" Francis' tutor? But of course.... You mean that he ...?"
" He told me what I wanted to hear. I have always known that it was being kept from us. He took me several times, when we were supposed to go riding, to a friend's house where Mass was celebrated. I was received into the Church by a priest who lay there in hiding. I am a Catholic, Lizbeth, and I wish above all things to become a Nun."
For a moment Lizbeth was too aghast to speak and then she bent forward to kiss her sister's white face.

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