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Bened considered gravely； nursing his wine。 〃I wouldn't say there's a man anywhere who has not someone to wish him ill； but it's a far cry from that to murder。 Time was when Father Huw himself came up against Rhisiart over a patch of land both claimed； and tempers ran high； but they settled it the proper way； by witness from the neighbours； and there's been no malice after。 And there have been lawsuits…did you ever hear of a Welsh landholder without one or two lawsuits in hand？ One with Rhys ap Cynan over a disputed boundary； one over some beasts that strayed。 Nothing to make lasting bad blood。 We thrive on suits at law。 One thing's true； with the interest you've roused here； every soul for miles around knew that Rhisiart was due at Father Huw's parsonage at noon。 No limit at all； there； on who might have decided to waylay him on the road。〃
That was as far as they could get。 The field was wide； wide enough still to include Engelard； however persuaded Cadfael might be that he was incapable of such an act。 Wide enough to enfold even neighbours like Cadwallon； villeins from the village； servants of the household。
But not； surely； thought Brother Cadfael； making his way back to Huw's loft in the green and fragrant dark； not that strange young man who had been a favourite of Rhisiart； and fond of him； and in and out of his house like a son from childhood？ The young man who had said of Engelard； and of himself； that a man might step far aside even from his own nature； for love； and then； presumably for love； had opened a way for Engelard to escape； as Cadfael had seen for himself。 And who was now avoiding Sioned's gratitude and affection； either because it was not love； and love was the only thing he wanted from her； or for some darker reason。 When he flung away in silence into the forest he had had the look of one pursued by a demon。 But surely not that demon？ So far from furthering his chances； Rhisiart's death robbed him of his most staunch ally； who had waited patiently and urged constantly； to bring his daughter to the desired match in the end。 No； whichever way a man looked at him； Peredur remained mysterious and disturbing。
Father Huw did not e back from Rhisiart's house that night。 Brother Cadfael lay alone in the loft； and mindful that Brother John was locked up somewhere in Sioned's barns； and there was no one to prepare food； got up in good time and went to do it himself； and then set off to Bened's paddock to see the horses； who were also left without a groom。 It suited him better to be out and working in the fresh morning than cooped up with Prior Robert； but he was obliged to return in time for chapter； which the prior had decreed should be held daily as at home； however brief the business they had to transact here。
They met in the orchard； the five of them； Prior Robert presiding in as solemn dignity as ever。 Brother Richard read out the saints to be celebrated that day and the following day。 Brother Jerome posed his wiry person into his usual shape of sycophantic reverence； and made all the appropriate responses。 But it seemed to Cadfael that Brother Columbanus looked unusually withdrawn and troubled； his full blue eyes veiled。 The contrast between his athletic build and fine； autocratic head； and his meek and anxious devoutness of feature and bearing； was always confusing to the observer； but that morning his extreme preoccupation with some inward crisis of real or imagined sin made it painful to look at him。 Brother Cadfael sighed； expecting another falling fit like the one that had launched them all on this quest。 Who knew what this badly…balanced half…saint； half…idiot would do next？
〃Here we have but one business in hand；〃 said Prior Robert firmly； 〃and we shall pursue it as in duty bound。 I mean to press more resolutely than ever for our right to take up the relics of the saint； and remove them to Shrewsbury。 But we must admit； at this moment； that we have not so far been successful in carrying the people with us。 I had great hopes yesterday that all would be resolved。 We made every reverent preparation to deserve success。。。。〃
At this point he was interrupted by an audible sob from Brother Columbanus； that drew all eyes to that young man。 Trembling and meek； he rose from his place and stood with lowered eyes and folded hands before Robert。
〃Father Prior； alas； mea culpa！ I am to blame！ I have been unfaithful； and I desire to make confession。 I came to chapter determined to cleanse my bosom and ask penance； for my backsliding is the cause of our continued distresses。 May I speak？〃
I knew there was something brewing； thought Brother Cadfael； resigned and disgusted。 But at least without rolling on the ground and biting the grass； this time！
〃Speak out；〃 said the prior； not unkindly。 〃You have never sought to make light of your failings； I do not think you need fear our too harsh condemnation。 You have been monly your own sternest judge。〃 So he had； but that； well handled； can be one way of evading and forestalling the judgements of others。
Brother Columbanus sank to his knees in the orchard turf。 And very ely and aristocratic he looked； Cadfael admitted； again admiring with surprise the pact grace and strength of his body； and the supple flow of his movements。
〃Father； you sent me with Brother Jerome； yesterday； to keep vigil in the chapel； and pray earnestly for a good oute； in amity and peace。 Father； we came there in good time； before eleven； as I judge； and having eaten our meal； we went in and took our places； for there are prayer…desks within； and the altar is kept clean and well…tended。 Oh； Father； my will to keep vigil was good； but the flesh was weak。 I had not been half an hour kneeling in prayer； when I fell asleep on my arms on the desk； to my endless shame。 It is no excuse that I have slept badly and thought much since we came here。 Prayer should fix and purify the mind。 I slept； and our cause was weakened。 I must have slept all the afternoon； for the next thing I remember is Brother Jerome shaking me by the shoulder and telling me there was a messenger calling us to go with him。〃
He caught his breath； and a frantic tear rolled down his cheek； circling the bold； rounded Norman bone。 〃Oh； do not look askance at Brother Jerome； for he surely never knew I had been sleeping； and there is no blame at all to him for not observing and reporting my sin。 I awoke as he touched me； and arose and went with him。 He thought me as earnest in prayer as he； and knew no wrong。〃
Nobody； probably； had thought of looking askance at Brother Jerome until then； but Cadfael was probably the quickest and most alert； and the only one who caught the curious expression of apprehension； fading rapidly into placency； that passed over Brother Jerome's normally controlled countenance。 Jerome had not been pursuing the same studies as Cadfael； or he would have been far from placent。 For Brother Columbanus in his self…absorbed innocence had just removed all certainty that Jerome had spent the previous noon and afternoon motionless in Saint Winifred's chapel； praying for a happy solution。 His only guarantor had been fast asleep throughout。 He could have sauntered out and gone anywhere he chose。
〃Son；〃 said Prior Robert； in an indulgent voice he would certainly never have used to Brother John； 〃your fault is human； and frailty is in our nature。 And you redeem your own error； in defending your brother。 Why did you not tell us of this yesterday？〃
〃Father； how could I？ There was no opportunity； before we learned of Rhisiart's death。 Thus burdened； how could I burden you further at that time？ I kept it for this chapter； the right place for erring brothers to receive their penance； and make their abasement。 As I do abase myself； as all unworthy the vocation I chose。 Speak out sentence on me； for I desire penance。〃
The prior was opening his lips to give judgment； patiently enough； for such devout submission and awareness of guilt disarmed him； when they were distracted by the clap of the wooden bar of the garden gate； and there was Father Huw himself advancing across the grass towards them； hair and beard even more disordered than usual； and his eyes heavy and resolved and calm。
〃Father Prior；〃 he said； halting before them； 〃I have just e from holding council with Cadwallon； and Rhys； and Meurice； and all the men of substance in my parish。 It was the best opportunity； though I'm sad indeed about the cause。 They all came to the mourning for Rhisiart。 Every man there knew how he had been struck down； and how such a fate was prophesied。。。。〃
〃God forbid；〃 said Prior Robert hastily； 〃that I should threaten any man's death。 I said that Saint Winifred would be revenged in her own time on the man who stood in the way and did her offence； I never said word of killing。〃
〃But when he was dead you did claim that this was the saint's vengeance。 Every man there heard it； and most believed。 I took this chance of conferring with them again in the matter。 They do not wish to do anything that is against the will of heaven； nor to give offence to the Benedictine order and the abbey of Shrewsbury。 They do not think it right or wise； after what has happened； even to put any man； woman or child of Gwytherin in peril。 I
