epeters.amorbidtasteforbones-第5部分
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ain。 Brother Sub…Prior they have to take along； for form's sake。 Surely we could think up some way of getting a foot in the door？ They can't move for a few days yet； the carpenters and carvers are working hard on this splendid reliquary coffin they're going to take with them for the lady； but it will take them a while to finish it。 Get your wits to work； brother！ There isn't anything you couldn't do； if you've a mind！ Prior or no prior！〃
〃Well； well； did I say you had no faith？〃 wondered
Brother Cadfael； charmed and disarmed。 〃I might worm my own way in； there could be ways； but how am I to remend a graceless rogue like you？ What are you good at； to be taken along on such an errand？〃
〃I'm a good hand with mules；〃 said Brother John hopefully； 〃and you don't think Prior Robert intends to go on foot； I suppose？ Or to do the grooming and feeding and watering himself？ Or the mucking…out？ They'll need somebody to do the hard work and wait on them。 Why not me？〃
It was； indeed； something nobody as yet seemed to have thought of。 And why take a lay…brother； if there was a cloister…brother； with a sweet voice in the Mass； willing to do the sweating into the bargain？ And the boy deserved his outing； since he was willing to earn it the hard way。 Besides； he might be useful before the end。 If not to Prior Robert； to Brother Cadfael。
〃We'll see；〃 he said； and with that drove his mutinous protege back to the work in hand。 But after dinner； in the somnolent half…hour of sleep for the elders and play for the novices； he sought out Abbot Heribert in his study。
〃Father Abbot； it is on my mind that we are undertaking this pilgrimage to Gwytherin without full consideration。 First we must send to the bishop of Bangor； in whose see Gwytherin lies； for without his approval the matter cannot proceed。 Now it is not essential to have a speaker fluent in Welsh there； since the bishop is obviously conversant with Latin。 But not every parish priest in Wales has that tongue； and it is vital to be able to speak freely with the priest at Gwytherin； should the bishop sanction our quest。 But most of all； the see of Bangor is wholly within the sovereignty of the king of Gwynedd； and surely his goodwill and permission are essential as those of the church。 The princes of Gwynedd speak only Welsh； though they have learned clerks。 Father Prior； certainly； has a smattering of Welsh； but。。。〃
〃That is very true；〃 said Abbot Heribert； easily dismayed。 〃It is but a smattering。 And the king's agreement is all…important。 Brother Cadfael； Welsh is your first； best language； and has no mysteries for you。 Could you。。。 ？ The garden； I am aware。。。 But with your aid there would be no problem。〃
〃In the garden；〃 said Brother Cadfael； 〃everything is well forward； and can manage without me ten days or more； and take no hurt。 I should be glad indeed to be the interpreter； and lend my skills also in Gwytherin。〃
〃Then so be it！〃 sighed the abbot in heartfelt relief。 〃Go with Prior Robert； and be our voice to the Welsh people。 I shall sanction your errand myself； and you will have my authority。〃
He was old and human and gentle； full of experience； short on ambition； self…righteousness and resolution。 There could have been two ways of approaching him concerning Brother John。 Cadfael took the more honest and simple way。
〃Father； there is a young brother concerning whose vocation I have doubts； but concerning whose goodness I have none。 He is close to me； and I would that he might find his true way； for if he finds it he will not forsake it。 But it may not be with us。 I beg that I may take him with me； as our hewer of wood and drawer of water in this enterprise； to allow him time to consider。〃
Abbot Heribert looked faintly dismayed and apprehensive； but not unsympathetic。 Perhaps he remembered long…ago days when his own vocation had suffered periods of storm。
〃I should be sorry；〃 he said； 〃to refuse a choice to any man who may be better fitted to serve God elsewhere。 Which of us can say he has never looked over his shoulder？ You have not；〃 he questioned delicately； approaching the aspect that really daunted him； though with a cautiously dauntless face； 〃broached this matter to Prior Robert？〃
〃No； Father；〃 said Brother Cadfael virtuously。 〃I thought it wrong to charge him with so small a responsibility； when he already carries one so great。〃
〃Very proper！〃 agreed the abbot heartily。 〃It would be ill…done to distract his mind from his great purpose at this stage。 I should say no word to him of the reason for adding this young man to the party。 Prior Robert in his own unshaken certainty is apt to take an austere view of any man who looks back； once having set his hand to the plough。〃
〃Yet； Father； we were not all cut out to be ploughmen。 Some could be more useful labouring in other ways。〃
〃True！〃 said the abbot； and warily smiled； pondering the recurring but often forgotten riddle of Brother Cadfael himself。 〃I have wondered； I confess。。。 But never mind！ Very well； tell me this young brother's name； and you shall have him。〃
Chapter Two
Prior Robert's fine； frosty face momentarily registered displeasure and suspicion when he heard how his delegation was to be augmented。 Brother Cadfael's gnarled； guileless…eyed self…sufficiency caused him disfort without a word amiss or a glance out of place； as though his dignity were somehow under siege。 Of Brother John he knew no particular evil； but the redness of his hair； the exuberance of his health and high spirits； the very way he put live blood back into old martyrdoms with his extravagant gusto in the reading； were all offensive in themselves； and jarred on the prior's aesthetic sensibilities。 However； since Abbot Heribert had innocently decreed that they should join the party； and since there was no denying that a fluent Welsh speaker might bee an urgent necessity at some stage； Prior Robert accepted the fiat without demur； and made the best of it。
They set out as soon as the fine reliquary for the saint's bones was ready； polished oak ornamented with silver； to serve as a proof what honours awaited Winifred in her new shrine。 In the third week of May they came to Bangor； and told their story to Bishop David； who was sympathetic； and readily gave his consent to the proposed translation； subject only to the agreement of Prince Owain； who was regent of
Gwynedd owing to the illness of the old king； his father。 They ran the prince to earth at Aber； and found him equally obliging； for he not only gave the desired approval； but sent his one English…speaking clerk and chaplain to show them the best and quickest way to Gwytherin； and mend them and their errand to the parish priest there。 Thus episcopally and royally blessed； Prior Robert led his party on the last stage of their journey； a little too easily convinced that his progress was being divinely smoothed； and would be so to its triumphant end。
They turned aside from the Conway valley at Llanrwst； climbing away from the river into forested hill country。 Beyond the watershed they crossed the Elwy where it is young and small； and moved steadily south…eastwards through thick woods； over another ridge of high land； to descend once again into the upland valley of a little river； that provided some marshy water…meadows along its banks； and a narrow band of tilled fields； sloping and sturdy but protected by the forests； above these lush pastures。 The wooded ridge on either hand ran in oblique folds； richly green； hiding the scattered housesteads。 The fields were already planted； and here and there orchards flowered。 Below them； where the woods drew back to leave an amphitheatre of green； there was a small stone church； whitewashed and shimmering； and a little wooden house beside it。
〃You see the goal of your pilgrimage；〃 said the chaplain Urien。 He was a pact； neat； well…shaven personage； handsomely dressed and mounted； more of an ambassador than a clerk。
〃That is Gwytherin？〃 asked Prior Robert。
〃It is the church and priest's house of Gwytherin。 The parish stretches for several miles along the river valley； and a mile or more from the Cledwen on either bank。 We do not congregate in villages as you English do。 Land good for hunting is plentiful； but good for tillage meagre。 Every man lives where best suits him for working his fields and conserving his game。〃
〃It is a very fair place；〃 said the sub…prior； and meant it； for the fold on fold of well…treed hills beyond the river made a pattern of spring beauty in a hundred different greens； and the water…meadows were strung like a necklace of emeralds along the fringes of a necklace of silver and lapis…lazuli。
〃Good to look at； hard to work；〃 said Urien practically。 〃See； there's an ox…team on the far side trying to break a new strip； now all the rest are planted。 Watch the beasts strain at it； and you'll know how the higher ground weighs。〃
Across the river； some way below them and a great way off； the snaky curve of the furrows already won patterned the slope between cultivated fields and leaning trees； a dark brown writing upon the hillside； and on the higher furrow； as yet unpleted； the oxen leaned into their yokes and heaved； and the ploughman behind them clung and dragged at the heav
