Sister Sacristan. The relics are all re-furbished and repacked in new cotton-wool, Reverend Mother.
Abbess. And the vestments?
Sister Sacristan. The vestments are all in order—
[She is about to mention something about the vestments, but stops herself.]
Abbess. Go on.
Sister Sacristan. I must report, as a matter of duty, Reverend Mother, that certain goods—a piece of fine lawn—cannot be found. It was laid out here to be used for the new surplice for His Eminence.
Abbess. I do not like this. Tell me what you know of it.
Sister Sacristan. This is all I know. Except that when I returned here, the door to the Sacristy Closet was open—
Abbess. Who was here at the time?
Sister Sacristan. Sister Benvenuta was left here. When I returned she was gone, and the closet was open, and the lawn—