From "The Duchess at Prayer"

‘The Duchess fell back submissively. "You are right, sir, as always; but I would at least have the image stand on the left of the altar, that, looking up, it may behold your Excellency’s seat in the tribune."

‘"A pretty thought, Madam, for which I thank you; but I design before long to put my companion image on the other side of the altar; and the wife’s place, as you know, is at her husband’s right hand."

‘"True, my Lord - but, again, if my poor presentment is to have the unmerited honour of kneeling beside yours, why not place both before the altar, where it is our habit to pray in life?"

‘"And where, Madam, should we kneel if they took our places? Besides," says the Duke, still speaking very blandly, "I have a more particular purpose in placing your image over the entrance to the crypt; for not only would I thereby mark your special devotion to the blessed saint who rests there, but, by sealing up the opening in the pavement, would assure the perpetual preservation of that holy martyr’s bones, which hitherto have been too thoughtlessly exposed to sacrilegious attempts."

‘"What attempts, my Lord?" cries the Duchess. "No one enters this chapel without my leave."

‘"So I have understood, and can well believe from what I have learned of your piety; yet at night a malefactor might break in through a window, Madam, and your Excellency not know it."

‘"I’m a light sleeper," said the Duchess.

‘The Duke looked at her gravely. "Indeed?" said he. "A bad sign at your age. I must see that you are provided with a sleeping-draught."

‘The Duchess’s eyes filled. "You would deprive me, then, of the consolation of visiting those venerable relics?"

‘"I would have you keep eternal guard over them, knowing no one to whose care they may more fittingly be entrusted."

‘At this the image was brought close to the wooden slab that covered the entrance to the crypt, when the Duchess, springing forward, placed herself in the way.

‘"Sir, let the statue be put in place tomorrow, and suffer me, tonight, to say a last prayer beside those holy bones."

‘The Duke stepped instantly to her side. "Well thought, Madam; I will go down with you now, and we will pray together."

‘"Sir, your long absences have, alas! Given me the habit of solitary devotion, and I confess that any presence is distracting."

‘"Madam, I accept your rebuke. Hitherto, it is true, the duties of my station have constrained me to long absences; but hence-forward I remain with you while you live. Shall we go down into the crypt together?"

‘"No; for I fear for your Excellency’s ague. The air there is excessively damp."