'My dere nece,' quod he, 'it am I;
Ne wondreth not, ne have of it no fere;'
And ner he com, and seyde hir in hir ere,
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'No word, for love of god I yow biseche;
Lat no wight ryse and heren of our speche.'
109. 'What! which wey be ye comen, benedicite?'
Quod she, 'and how thus unwist of hem alle?'
'Here at this secre trappe-dore,' quod he.
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