It is dark here.
Let us within. Madam, I think you are right.
And you'll persuade Prince John?
ELINOR
[As they go up the steps.]
I swear by this,
This holy cross, my mother's dying gift!
FITZWALTER
It's very sure he'd burn the castle down.
[Exeunt.]
SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF
[Coming out into the moonlight and staring up after them.]
The nun! The nun! They'll whip me if I speak,
For I am only Shadow-of-a-Leaf, the Fool.