Then the good man, the Duche priest, that she was shriven unto, through the stirring of the English priest who was her enemy, asked her if she would be obedient to him or not.

     And she said: "Yea, sir."

     "Will ye do, then, as I bid you do?"

     "With right good will, sir."

     "I charge you that ye leave off your white clothes and wear again your black clothes."

     And she did his commandment, and then had she feeling that she pleased God by her obedience.

     Then suffered she many scorns from the wives of Rome. They asked her if highwaymen had robed her, and she said:

     "Nay, madame."

     Afterwards when she went on pilgrimage, it happed her to meet with the priest who was her enemy, and he rejoiced greatly that she was put from her will, and said unto her

     "I am glad that ye go in black clothing as ye were wont to do."

     And she answered to him: "Sir, Our Lord was not pleased, though I wore white clothes, for He wills that I do so."

     Then the priest said to her again: "Now wot I well thou hast a devil within thee, for I hear him speaking in thee to me."

     "Sir, I hope I have no devil within me, for, if I had a devil within me, I know well I should be wroth with you. And me thinketh I am nothing wroth with you for anything that can do to me." And then this priest parted from her with he face.

     Then Our Lord spoke to this creature, in her soul, and said:

     "Daughter, dread thee not whatever he saith to thee, for though he run every year to Jerusalem, I have no liking for him, for as long as he speaketh against thee, he speaketh against me, for I am in thee, and thou art in Me. And hereby mayest thou know that I suffer many cruel words, for I have oftentimes said to thee that I should be crucified anew in thee by cruel words, for thou shalt not otherwise be slain than by cruel words suffering. As for this priest that is thine enemy, he is but a hypocrite."

     Then the good priest, her confessor, bade her by virtue of obedience, and also as part of her penance, that she should serve an old woman who was a poor creature in Rome. And she did so, six weeks. She served her as she would have done Our Lady; and she had no bed to lie in, nor any clothes to be covered with, save her own mantle. Then she was full of vermin and suffered great pain therewith. Also she fetched home water, and sticks on her neck for the poor woman, and begged meat and wine, both, for her; and when the poor woman's wine was sour, this creature herself drank that sour wine, and gave the poor woman good wine that she had bought for her own self.