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for her nurseling. And lie for her, too, if need be!
    'But for God's sake, friends, can you not help me to her at all? I'm her intended husband. I'm responsible for her if her father is dead, as by now, for all I know, he may well be...'
    That got him something for his trouble, at any rate, if it was no more than the flicker of a glance passing between them, before they exclaimed their 'God forbid!' in unison. They knew very well, by the frenzied search, that FitzAlan and Adeney had been neither killed nor taken. They could not yet be sure that they were clean away and safe, but they were staking their lives and loyalty on it. So now he knew he would get nothing more from them, he, the renegade.
    Not, at any rate, by this direct means.
    'Sorry I am, lad,' said Edric Flesher weightily, 'to have no better comfort for you, but so it is. Take heart that at least no enemy has laid hand on her, and we pray none ever will.' Which could well be taken, reflected Beringar whimsically, as a thrust at me.
    'Then I must away, and try what I can discover elsewhere,' he said dejectedly. 'I'll not put you in further peril. Open, Petronilla, and look if the street's empty for me.' Which she did, nothing loathe, and reported it as empty as a beggar's palm. Beringar clasped Edric's hand, and leaned and kissed Ethic's wife, and was rewarded and avenged by a vivid, guilty blush.
    'Pray for her,' he said, asking one thing at least they would not grudge him, and slipped through the half-open door, and heard it closed firmly behind him. Not too loudly, since he was supposed to be affecting stealth, but still audibly, he tramped with hasty steps along the street as far as the corner of the house. Then, whirling, he skipped back silently on his toes to lay an ear to the shutter.
    'Hunting for his bride!' Petronilla was saying scornfully. 'Yes, and a fair price he'd pay for her, too, and she a certain decoy for her father's return, if not for FitzAlan's! He has his way to make with Stephen now, and my girl's his best weapon.'
    'Maybe we're too hard on him,' responded Edric mildly. 'Who's to say he doesn't truly want to see the girl safe? But I grant you we dared take no chances. Let him do his own hunting.'
    'Thank God,' she said fiercely, 'he can't well know I've hid my lamb away in the one place where no sane man will look for her!' And she chuckled at the word 'man.' 'There'll be a time to get her out of there later, when all the hue and cry's forgotten. Now I pray her father's miles from here and riding hard. And that those two lads in Frankwell will have a lucky run westward with the sheriff's treasury tonight. May they all come safe to Normandy, and be serviceable to the empress, bless her!'
    'Hush, love!' said Edric chidingly. 'Even behind locked doors...'
    They had moved away into an inner room; a door closed between. Hugh Beringar abandoned his listening-post and walked demurely away down the long, curving hill to the town gate and the bridge, whistling softly and contentedly as he went.
    He had got more even than he had bargained for. So they were hoping to smuggle out FitzAlan's treasury, as well as his person, and this very night, westward into Wales! And had had the forethought to stow it away meantime, against this desperate contingency, outside the walls of the town, somewhere in the suburb of Frankwell. No gates to pass, no bridges to cross. As for Godith - he had a shrewd idea now where to look for her. With the girl and the money, he reflected, a man could buy the favour of far less corruptible men than King Stephen!
    Godith was in the herbarium workshop, obstinately stirring, diluting and mixing as she had been shown, an hour before Vespers, with her heart in anguished suspense, and her mind in a twilight between hope and despair. Her face was grubby from smearing away tears with a hand still soiled from the garden, and her eyes were rimmed with the washed hollows and grimed uplands of her grief and tension. Two tears escaped from her