Lloyd still hadn't calmed enough to talk to her. He continued to sit in the window and listened to her lovely voice singing a sad little tune. Lloyd wasn't the only one listening to her sing. Outside the door lurked the Cardinal Allen. He had seen Brook repair to his den and Allen knew that he would not re-emerge for some time. He thought that he had enough time available to himself to receive his total fulfilment from Dearborne. He listened to her sing as he moved closer to the door and finally he entered the room in silence. "The days pass by... Our lives are brief... To death we all do cry, We live in grief... Through all the days -- " Dearborne sang but her words were shattered by the splintered voice of the Cardinal Allen, finishing-off the verse. "For we all know... We'll one day die!" Startled, Dearborne swung around and stood facing him. Lloyd was startled also and he peered through the tare in the curtain again. There stood the man who almost had him executed a fortnight passed; the same man that had made the fair Dearborne to feel dirty. "Why haven't you left yet?" she demanded of him, and he just smiled. "It's a pity, is not -- I mean, the girl's death." he began. "You know, fair Dearborne, the ArchBishop has very good eyes for beauty but he does not understand the mind of women. He pushed too much. He should influence, not frighten." he kept smiling as he moved a step closer to her. "He has only one child to my thirteen, and that child is a cripple, in its mind." Dearborne had finally taken hold of herself and spoke out at Allen. "Get out, you wretched weasel!" she shouted but this inspired Allen to move closer yet. "You will be wholly happy to mother my fourteenth." "I should say not." "Oh, my dear, you will submit!" Allen's voice sounded of excited promise. "Since you have neglected to bare children to your line with Brook, I (or any other of the Almighty), has the right to have you bare a child from him. This right I claim and demand from you, and by the law, even you cannot refuse." he took another stride to Dearborne and behind her she took hold of an empty vase. "I am above the law, now leave or I shall call my husband!" she was terrified. "Really? When Brook goes into his room, he can hear no one. So he finds out about this 3/4denial will be made, and without proof, you will not be believed." He made a final advance on her and took her into his arms. She struggled them slammed him in the face with the vase. Yet, nothing happened. What's more, it seemed to have inspired him all the more. He reached out for the part in her blouse, tore it then began to knead her exposed breasts. Lloyd flew from the window when he saw that the vase did Allen no harm, and now forcibly threw him off from Dearborne. He stood in front of her and watched Allen pick himself up off the floor, several yards away.