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helping her up into the saddle ..."
"He?" said Hugh. "You knew him?"
"Not his name, but I do remember him. When my father was alive he used to visit sometimes, if there was hunting, or for Christmas or Easter. Many guests used to come, we always had company. He must be son or nephew to one of my father's friends. I never paid him much attention, nor he never noticed me, I was too young. But I do remember his face, and I think ... I think he has been visiting Ermina now and then in Worcester."
If he had, they must have been very decorous visits, with a sponsoring sister always in attendance.
"You think she sent him word to come and fetch her?" asked Hugh. "This was no abduction? She went willingly?"
"She went gaily!" Yves asserted indignantly. "I heard her laughing. Yes, she sent for him, and he came. And that was why she would go that way, for he must have a manor close by, and she knew she could whistle him to her. She will have a great dower," said the baron's heir solemnly, his round, childish cheeks flushing red with outrage. "And my sister would never endure to have her marriage made for her in the becoming way, if it went against her choice. I never knew a rule she would not break, shamelessly ..."
His chin shook, a weakness instantly and ruthlessly suppressed. All the arrogant pride of all the feudal houses of Anjou and England in this small package, and he loved as much as he hated her, or more, and never, never must he see her mute and violated and stripped to her shift.
Hugh took up the questioning with considerate calm. "And what did you do?" The jolt back into facts was salutary.
"No one else had heard," said Yves, rallying, "unless it was the boy who carried her message, and he had surely been told not to hear anything. I was still dressed, there being only one bed, which the women had, so I rushed out to try and stop them. Older she may be, but I am my father's heir! I am the head of our family now."
"But afoot," said Hugh, pricking him back to the real and sorry situation, "you could hardly keep their pace. And they were away before you could hale them back to answer to you."
"No, I couldn't keep up, but I could follow. It had begun to snow, they left tracks, and I knew they could not be going very far. Far enough to lose me!" he owned, and bit a lip that did not quite know whether to curl up or down. "I followed as long as I could by their tracks, and it was uphill, and the wind rose, and there was so much snow the tracks were soon covered. I couldn't find the way forward or back. I tried to keep what I thought was the direction they'd taken, but I don't know how much I may have wandered, or where I went. I was quite lost. All night I was in the forest, and the second night Thurstan found me and took me home with him. Brother Cadfael knows. Thurstan said there were outlaws abroad, and I should stay with him until some safe traveller came by. And so I did. And now I don't know," he said, visibly sinking into his proper years, "where Ermina went with her lover, or what has become of Sister Hilaria. She would wake to find the two of us gone, and I don't know what she would do. But she was with John and his wife, they surely wouldn't let her come to harm."
"This man who took your sister away," pressed Beringar. "You don't know his name, but you do remember he was acceptable in your father's house. If he has a manor in the hills, within easy reach of Cleeton, no doubt we can trace him. I take it he might, had your father lived, have been a possible suitor for your sister, even in a more approved fashion?"
"Oh, yes," said the boy seriously, "I think he well might. There were any number of young men used to come, and Ermina, even when she was only fourteen or fifteen, would ride and hunt with the best of them. They were all men of substance, or heirs to good estates. I never noticed which of them she favoured." He would have been playing with toy warriors and falling off his first pony then, uninterested
"He?" said Hugh. "You knew him?"
"Not his name, but I do remember him. When my father was alive he used to visit sometimes, if there was hunting, or for Christmas or Easter. Many guests used to come, we always had company. He must be son or nephew to one of my father's friends. I never paid him much attention, nor he never noticed me, I was too young. But I do remember his face, and I think ... I think he has been visiting Ermina now and then in Worcester."
If he had, they must have been very decorous visits, with a sponsoring sister always in attendance.
"You think she sent him word to come and fetch her?" asked Hugh. "This was no abduction? She went willingly?"
"She went gaily!" Yves asserted indignantly. "I heard her laughing. Yes, she sent for him, and he came. And that was why she would go that way, for he must have a manor close by, and she knew she could whistle him to her. She will have a great dower," said the baron's heir solemnly, his round, childish cheeks flushing red with outrage. "And my sister would never endure to have her marriage made for her in the becoming way, if it went against her choice. I never knew a rule she would not break, shamelessly ..."
His chin shook, a weakness instantly and ruthlessly suppressed. All the arrogant pride of all the feudal houses of Anjou and England in this small package, and he loved as much as he hated her, or more, and never, never must he see her mute and violated and stripped to her shift.
Hugh took up the questioning with considerate calm. "And what did you do?" The jolt back into facts was salutary.
"No one else had heard," said Yves, rallying, "unless it was the boy who carried her message, and he had surely been told not to hear anything. I was still dressed, there being only one bed, which the women had, so I rushed out to try and stop them. Older she may be, but I am my father's heir! I am the head of our family now."
"But afoot," said Hugh, pricking him back to the real and sorry situation, "you could hardly keep their pace. And they were away before you could hale them back to answer to you."
"No, I couldn't keep up, but I could follow. It had begun to snow, they left tracks, and I knew they could not be going very far. Far enough to lose me!" he owned, and bit a lip that did not quite know whether to curl up or down. "I followed as long as I could by their tracks, and it was uphill, and the wind rose, and there was so much snow the tracks were soon covered. I couldn't find the way forward or back. I tried to keep what I thought was the direction they'd taken, but I don't know how much I may have wandered, or where I went. I was quite lost. All night I was in the forest, and the second night Thurstan found me and took me home with him. Brother Cadfael knows. Thurstan said there were outlaws abroad, and I should stay with him until some safe traveller came by. And so I did. And now I don't know," he said, visibly sinking into his proper years, "where Ermina went with her lover, or what has become of Sister Hilaria. She would wake to find the two of us gone, and I don't know what she would do. But she was with John and his wife, they surely wouldn't let her come to harm."
"This man who took your sister away," pressed Beringar. "You don't know his name, but you do remember he was acceptable in your father's house. If he has a manor in the hills, within easy reach of Cleeton, no doubt we can trace him. I take it he might, had your father lived, have been a possible suitor for your sister, even in a more approved fashion?"
"Oh, yes," said the boy seriously, "I think he well might. There were any number of young men used to come, and Ermina, even when she was only fourteen or fifteen, would ride and hunt with the best of them. They were all men of substance, or heirs to good estates. I never noticed which of them she favoured." He would have been playing with toy warriors and falling off his first pony then, uninterested
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