Robin Hood's Barn 



mischief by stuffing with long wisps his eager, 

 quivering muzzle. I have even contemplated 

 planting lettuce at the burrow of the woodchuck 

 in little weekly crops. Such at least as I conceive 

 them are my duties as lay-sister to this order of 

 Franciscans; those humble offices which preserve 

 relationship between the austere brethren of the 

 convent and the unprofessed and unenlightened 

 who so blithely go their gait outside our walls. 



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