Chapter 14 A KNOT

I would mine heart had caught that wound

And slept beside him rather!

I think it were a better thing

Than murdered friend and marriage-ring

Forced on my life together.

E. B. Browning, The Romaunt of the Page.

Ladies were accustomed to live for weeks, months, nay, years, without news of those whom they had sent to the wars, and to