<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Pleased to hear from her sire, Bridget sits down at her copying desk, setting aside the prayer book from which she has been copying, and prepares her quill and a small piece of parchment on which she writes the following: </span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>To Sibertus, her most beloved and excellent sire, I, Bridget, send greeting and blessing.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em> </em></span></div><div align="center"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>Indeed your letter finds me in prosperity. Father Jacobus and Elisabeth are well too, and taking excellent care of your childe. Obediently, I shall come to you in two months’ time, greeting you happily on the eve of St Stanislas’s day. We shall perhaps be able to see the shrine of St Stephen’s hand together. I shall have Elisabeth begin my travel arrangements.</em></span></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em> </em></span></div><div align="center"></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><em>Deo gratias.</em></span></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Folding the small piece of parchment, Bridget lifts a chunk of wax to a nearby candle, averting her gaze for a few seconds until she knows the wax is running. Then she removes the wax from the flame and rubs it across the folded parchment. She seals the wax with her signet ring, setting this image into the cooling wax:</span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> (http://nltaylor.net/sketchbook/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/seal_ring.jpg)</span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"> </span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">With the sealed letter in hand, Bridget draws her habit close around her and exits her small study chamber and passes into the main part of the chapel in search of Elisabeth, who will see to the mailing of the letter. Withdrawing again to her desk, Bridget plans the list of supplies she will need for her journey to be made safely.</span><br/>