Father England: Do you think that’s advisable in his mental state?
Magdalena: Please, Father. I need to have a word with him.
Father England: Alright. Just a quick minute. The monks are waiting to be led in their prayers.
Magdalena: Thank you, Father.
Father England: We will be just outside the door if you need us.
Father England and the hooded monk step outside. Magdalena covers her eyes and weeps. With bound hands, Brother William hands her a cloth from his bedside table. She dries her eyes.
Magdalena: My God, what have I done? I didn’t mean to—
Brother William: Please don’t feel bad for me, Magdalena. I’m not upset at all. I’m quite relieved to go there. It’s not your fault. Will you come visit me?
Magdalena: I’ll try, William. The asylum is several hours away. I may not be able
