You for patience always quoted!


GRISELDA. 'Twas only to my Duke that was devoted.
Now, further patience would but be disgrace.
I move we put that Junior in our place!


(ALL _signify emphatic agreement._)


ALL. Where is she?


FIRST NUN. That, alas, we none can tell.


SECOND NUN. Heaven help us!


(_A bell rings outside._)


PRIORESS. Hark! the ringing of the bell.


(_They draw into the background as the_ JUNIOR _comes in. She throws the
Chaucer on the floor. All the Canterbury characters jump and cry out
an if in pain as it hits the ground._)