Bertie tells Dunstan now
Dunstan looked over his shoulder and grunted as Bertie strolled in.
“Thought I saw a light in your window,” Bertie said.
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Father Aelfden is sorely tried
Father Aelfden waved a hand at Brother Columba as he passed to prevent the monk from rising to bow.
It was all well and good to say that the respect was intended for Christ, in whose stead he as abbot was thought to act, but he had spent so much time among dukes and kings that he could scarcely bear to be treated in the same manner.
Cat is saved from the curse of mice
In the first few seconds of their struggle, as the man tried to get a firm hold on her, Catan managed to wrench her knife from her belt—but she had forgotten about the injury to her hand.
Her index finger was useless and swollen, and it smoldered with a dull, unceasing pain wherever it was not entirely numb. She could scarcely hold the knife at all, and she could not hope to attack him with it.
Cat chases sunbeams into the dark
The sun had sunk nearly to the tops of the western hills, signaling the start of the hottest hour of the day.
With a sturdy staff in her good hand to steady her, Catan toiled uphill and down, around massive boulders and over fallen pines, until she had left all but the echoes of her sister’s splashing and laughing behind. Neither the heat nor the effort nor the skirt-snagging stems of woundwort and dead-nettle slowed her at all. Like any self-respecting feline on such a golden afternoon, Cat was chasing after sunbeams.
Bertie finds a girl to bring home
“Sir! Wait!”
Bertie was not unaccustomed to hearing girls call after him, but he was not yet a knight, and so it did not occur to him to turn around when addressed as sir. The girl had to come panting up behind him before he turned around, and even then he only turned to see whether she intended to plow over him.
Ethelwyn’s neck is again threatened
Flann had not set foot in the study since the night she had arrived a month and a half before. Sir Egelric had declared it off-limits to the two of them, and when Egelric growled, the girls listened.
However, they did wonder why they had been banished from the room. Was it because it was so private, windowless, and cozy? Was it because Egelric and Ethelwyn both liked to come here to work—or simply be—alone? Was it because the door to Ethelwyn’s bedchamber was right there on the far wall, next to the bookcase? Delightful possibilities, all.
Ethelwyn is shocked out of somber thoughts
Ethelwyn was, most uncharacteristically, not paying attention to the complaint of his master’s tenant. He could not stop rubbing his fingertips over the knobby scabs on the back of his neck, and every time he touched them he thought again of what they meant.
Ethelwyn was no longer “the man who fell in the moat”. Ethelwyn was now a hero: “the man who saved Sir Egelric’s son from a vicious dog.”
Mouse gives some misdirected advice
At this hour of the night, the stones on the western face of the house still retained a trace of the setting sun’s heat, and an entire choir of crickets was assembled in the cracks between them.
And yet, when Oswald opened the door, the utter silence inside the house seemed to drown out their chirping.
Brede is congratulated
Sir Brede did not enjoy writing letters. However, not being a man who was interested in the poetry of his words, he usually completed the task briskly and without hesitation.
Today he had only made it as far as: “To my brother Eirik and my sister Sigrid, greetings in Christ.” He did not know how to summon up the joyous tone that would be required to finish the rest of it.
Gratuitous baby pictures, and a new theme
Everyone seems to miss Murchad and Synne, so here’s a peek at what they’ve been up to lately. This is little Aed mac Murchada Ui Cheinnselaigh, or The Bald One, as Synne has been calling him. He was born on April 28th, and Murchad and Synne did laugh about it as they had predicted—but only after it was over.
Needless to say, Young Aed has all of the appropriately-named towels, blankets, and linens a baby could ever need.
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