And he said, At this season, when the time cometh round, thou shalt embrace a son. And she said, Nay, my lord, thou man of God, do not lie unto thy handmaid.
he seide to hir, In this tyme and in this same our, if lijf schal be felow, thou schalt haue a sone in þe wombe. And sche answeride, Nyle thou, my lord, þe man of God, Y biseche, nyle thou lye to thin hondmaide.