text:  Remember you nought of godly Master Waller's in Berkshire or of the scene you saw in a certain chamber where the baptismal waters were poured forth and murmured like a pleasant fountain in the dying ears of a devout Christian woman?" I was so held back with awe that I said not a word and she went on-- "Oh if good Master Lees had yet been spared we should not have asked for the ministry of trembling and unwilling hands like yours! And now my lords--and you kind gentlemen my plan as arranged with good Lord Fitzoswald is this:--I give my grandchild's hand where her heart has long been bestowed; I then go with her through lanes and byways; under good escort to the city of Exeter where erelong we shall cast in our lot with certain friends