By Ellis Peters
The bold head of Shrewsbury Abbey desires to gather Saint Winifred's sacred is still for his Benedictine order. And while the consequent controversy ends up in homicide, Brother Cadfael investigates.
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There isn’t anything you couldn’t do, if you’ve a mind! ” wondered Brother Cadfael, charmed and disarmed. “I might worm my own way in, there could be ways, but how am I to recommend a graceless rogue like you? ” “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. ” It was, indeed, something nobody as yet seemed to have thought of.
I must be in good tune,” he said, unkilting his gown and dusting his hands cheerfully on his seat. ” So he was, Cadfael recalled, and however dull the passages they chose for him in the refectory, and innocuous the saints and martyrs he would have to celebrate at chapter, John would contrive to imbue them with drama and gusto from his own sources. Give him the beheading of Saint John the Baptist, and he would shake the foundations. ” Which showed either how little he knew about it, or how false he could be, one or the other.
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.