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And then they came to the torture chamber , of which they had already heard from Ordgar , son of Haga , and saw the seat of judgment , so often occupied by him who had now passed to his dread account ; they beheld the rack , the brazier , the thumbscrew , and shuddered . `` I am sick , '' said the English heir ; `` take away these accursed things ; burn what will burn , and throw the rest in the river ; should our grandchildren find them , they may well ask what they were made for . '' Meanwhile the monks at the new priory were calmly awaiting their fate with a courage worthy of a better cause . They heard the joyful shouts of the English as they took possession of the castle , without flinching ; they rang their bells loudly and defiantly , for the compline service at the third hour of the night -LRB- 9 P.M. -RRB- This last act of audacity was too much ; the natives surrounded the new priory , beat at its doors , rang the bell at the gate , blew their horns , and made a noise which baffles description , while they proceeded to batter down the gates . But not until the service was concluded , when the gate only hung by one hinge , did the prior appear . `` Who are ye , '' he cried , `` who molest the house of God , and those who serve Him within ? '' `` A pious fox '' -- `` a holy fox '' -- `` smoke them out '' -- `` set the place on fire '' -- `` let them taste the fate which befell better men on this spot ! ''