The Heretic's Apprentice (21 page)

The significance of one detail was not yet apparent, though it did suggest interesting possibilities. Girard carried under his arm, polished to that lovely dark patina by age and handling, and with the light caressing the gilded curves of its carving, the box that contained Fortunata's dowry.

‘My lord,' said Girard, ‘I thank you for this courtesy. I come in the matter of the young man you have detained here as a prisoner. Everyone here knows that his accuser was done to death, and though no charge has been made against Elave on that count, your lordship must know that it has been the common talk everywhere that he must be a murderer. I trust you have now heard from the lord sheriff that it is not so. Aldwin was still alive and well when Elave was taken and made prisoner here. In the matter of the murder he is proven innocent. There is the word of a priest to vouch for him.'

‘Yes, this has been made known to us,' said the abbot. ‘On that head Elave is cleared of all blame. I am glad to publish his innocence.'

‘And I welcome your good word,' said Girard with emphasis, ‘as one who has a right to speak in all this, and to be heard, seeing that both Aldwin and Elave were of my uncle's household, and now of mine, and the weight of both falls upon me. One man of mine has been killed unlawfully, and I want justice for him. I do not approve all that he did, but I understand his thinking and his actions, knowing his nature as I do. For him I can at least do this much, bury him decently, and if I can, help to run to earth his murderer. I have a duty also to Elave, who is living, and against whom the mortal charge now falls to the ground. Will you hear me on his behalf, my lord?'

‘Willingly,' said Radulfus. ‘Proceed!'

‘Is this the time or place for such a plea?' objected Canon Gerbert, shifting impatiently in his stall and frowning at the solid burgess who stood straddling the flags of the floor so immovably. ‘We are not now hearing this man's case. The withdrawal of one charge –'

‘The charge of murder was never made,' said Radulfus, cutting him off short, ‘and as now appears, never can be made.'

‘The withdrawal of one suspicion,' snapped Gerbert, ‘does not affect the charge which has been made, and which awaits judgement. It is not the purpose of chapter to hear pleas out of place, which may prejudice the case when the bishop declares his wishes. It would be a breach of form to allow it.'

‘My lords,' said Girard with admirable smoothness and calm, ‘I have a proposition to make, which I feel to be reasonable and permissible, if you find yourselves so minded. To put it before you I needs must speak as to my knowledge of Elave, of his character, and the service he has done my household. It is relevant.'

‘I find that reasonable,' said the abbot imperturbably. ‘You shall have your hearing, Master Girard. Speak freely!'

‘My lord, I thank you! You must know, then, that this young man was in the employ of my uncle for some years, and proved always honest, reliable and trustworthy in all matters, so that my uncle took him with him as servant, guard and friend on his pilgrimage to Jerusalem, Rome and Compostela, and throughout those years of travelling the lad continued always dutiful, tended his master in illness, and when the old man died in France, brought back his body for burial here. A long and devoted service, my lords. Among other charges faithfully carried out, at his master's wish he brought back this treasury, here in this casket, as a dowry for William's fosterdaughter here, now mine.'

‘This is not disputed,' said Gerbert, shifting restlessly in his seat, ‘but it is hardly to the purpose. The charge of heresy remains, and cannot be put aside. In my view, having seen elsewhere to what horrors it can lead, it is graver than that of murder. We know, do we not, how this poison can exist in vessels otherwise seen by the world as pure and virtuous, and yet contaminate souls by the thousand. A man cannot prevail by good works, only by divine grace, and who strays from the true doctrine of the Church has repudiated divine grace.'

‘Yet we are told a tree shall be known by its fruit,' remarked the abbot drily. ‘Divine grace, I think, will know where to look for a responsive human grace, without instruction from us. Go on, Master Girard. I believe you have a proposal to make.'

‘I have, Father. At the least it is now known that my clerk's death happened through no fault of Elave, who never coveted his place or tried to oust him, nor did him any harm. Yet there is the place vacant now, nonetheless. And I, who have known Elave and trusted him, say that I am prepared to take him back in Aldwin's place, and advance him in my business. If you will release him into my charge, I make myself his guarantor that he shall not leave Shrewsbury. I engage that he shall remain in my house, and be available whenever your lordships require him to attend, until his case is heard and justly judged.'

‘And regardless,' asked Radulfus mildly, ‘of what the verdict may be?'

‘My lord, if the judging is just, so will the verdict be. And after that day he will need no guarantor.'

‘It is presumptous,' said Gerbert coldly, ‘to be so certain of your own rightness.'

‘I speak as I have found. And I know as well as any man that in the heat of argument or ale words can be spoken beyond what was ever meant, but I do not think God would condemn a man for folly, not beyond the consequences of folly, which can be punishment enough.'

Radulfus was smiling behind his austere mask, though only those who had grown close and familiar with him would have known it. ‘Well, I appreciate the kindliness of your intentions,' he said. ‘Have you anything more to add?”

‘Only this voice to add to mine, Father. Here in this casket are five hundred and seventy silver pence, the dowry sent by my uncle for the girl-child he took as his daughter. As Elave took great pains to deliver it to her safely, so Fortunata desires, in reverence to William who sent it, to use it now for Elave's deliverance from prison. Here she offers it in bail for him, and I will guarantee that when the time comes he shall answer to it.'

‘Is this indeed your own wish, child?' asked the abbot, studying Fortunata's demure and wary calm with interest. ‘No one has persuaded you to this offer?'

‘No one, Father,' she said firmly. ‘The thought was mine.'

‘And do you know,' he insisted gently, ‘that all those who go bail for another do take the risk of loss?'

She raised her ivory eyelids, lofty and smooth, for one brief and brilliant flash of hazel eyes. ‘Not all, Father,' she said, uttering defiance in the soft, discreet voice of daughterly submission. And to Cadfael, watching, it was plain that Radulfus, even if he kept his formidable countenance, was not displeased.

‘You may not know, Father,' explained Girard considerately, and even somewhat complacently, ‘that women stake only on certainties. Well, that is what I propose, and I promise you I will fulfill my part of it, if you agree to release him into my custody. At any time you may be assured you will find him at my house. I am told he would not run from you when he was loose before; he certainly will not this time, when Fortunata stands to lose by him. As
you
suppose,' he added generously, ‘for
I
am in no doubt.'

Radulfus had Canon Gerbert on his right hand, and Prior Robert on his left, and knew himself between two monuments of orthodoxy in more than doctrine. The precise letter of canon law was sacred to Robert, and the influence of an archbishop, distilled through his confidential envoy, hung close and convincing at his elbow, stiffening a mind already disposed to rigidity. As between his abbot and Theobald's vicarious presence Robert might be torn, and would certainly endeavour to remain compatible with both, but in extremes he would go with Gerbert. Cadfael, watching him manipulating inward argument, with devoutly folded hands, arched silver brows and tightly pursed mouth, could almost find the words in which he would endorse whatever Gerbert said, whilst subtly refraining from actually echoing it. And if he knew his man, so did the abbot. As for Gerbert himself, Cadfael had a sudden startling insight into a mind utterly alien to his own. For the man really had, somewhere in Europe, glimpsed yawning chaos and been afraid, seen the subtleties of the devil working through the mouths of men, and the fragmentation of Christendom in the eruption of loud-voiced prophets bursting out of limbo like bubbles in the scum of a boiling pot, and the dispersion into the wilderness in the malignant excesses of their deluded followers. There was nothing false in the horror with which Gerbert looked upon the threat of heresy, though how he could find it in an open soul like Elave remained incomprehensible.

Nor could the abbot afford to oppose the archbishop's representative, however true it might be that Theobald probably held a more balanced and temperate opinion of those who felt compelled to reason about faith than did Gerbert. A threat that troubled pope, cardinals and bishops abroad, however nebulous it might feel here, must be taken seriously. There is much to be said for being an island off the main. Invasions, curses and plagues are slower to reach you, and arrive so weakened as to be almost exhausted beforehand. Yet even distance may not always be a perfect defence.

‘You have heard,' said Radulfus, ‘an offer which is generous, and comes from one whose good faith may be taken for granted. We need only debate what is right for us to do in response. I have only one reservation. If this concerned only my own monastic household, I should have none. Let me hear your view, Canon Gerbert.'

There was no help for it, he would certainly be expressing it very forcibly; as well compel him to speak first, so that his rigours could at least be moderated afterwards.

‘In a matter of such gravity,' said Gerbert, ‘I am absolutely against any relaxation. It is true, and I acknowledge it, that the accused has been at liberty once, and returned as he was pledged to do. But that experience may itself cause him to do otherwise if the chance is repeated. I say we have no right to take any risk with a prisoner accused of such a perilous crime. I tell you, the threat to Christendom is not understood here, or there would be no dispute, none! He must remain under lock and key until the cause is fully heard.'

‘Robert?'

‘I cannot but agree,' said the prior, looking studiously down his long nose. ‘It is too serious a charge to take even the least risk of flight. Moreover, the time is not wasted while he remains in our custody. Brother Anselm has been providing him with books, for the better instruction of his mind. If we keep him, the good seed may yet fall on ground not utterly barren.'

‘True,' said Brother Anselm without detectable irony, ‘he reads, and he thinks about what he reads. He brought back more than silver pence from the Holy Land. An intelligent man's baggage on such a journey must be light, but in his mind he can accumulate a world.' Wisely and ambiguously he baited there, before Canon Gerbert should wind his slower way through this speech to understanding, and spy an infinitesimal note of heresy in it. It is not wise to tease a man with no humour in him.

‘It seems I should be outvoted if I came down on the side of release,' said the abbot drily, ‘but it so chances that I, too, am for continuing to hold the young man here in the enclave. This house is my domain, but jurisdiction has already passed out of my hands. We have sent word to the bishop, and expect to hear his will very soon. Therefore the judgement is now with him, and our part is simply to ensure that we hand over the accused to him, or to his representatives, as soon as he makes his will known. I am now no more in this matter than the bishop's agent. I am sorry, Master Girard, but that must be my answer. I cannot take you as bail, I cannot give you custody of Elave. I can promise you that he shall come to no harm here in my house. Nor suffer any further violence,' he added with intent, if without emphasis.

‘Then at least,' said Girard quickly, accepting what he saw to be unalterable, but alert to make the most of what ground was left to him, ‘can I be assured that the bishop will give me as fair a hearing, when it comes to a trial, as you have given me now?'

‘I shall see to it that he is informed of your wish and right to be heard,' said the abbot.

‘And may we see and speak with Elave, now that we are here? It may help to settle his mind to know that there is a roof and employment ready for him, when he is free to accept them.'

‘I see no objection,' said Radulfus.

‘In company,' added Gerbert quickly and loudly. ‘There must be some brother present to witness all that may be said.'

That can quite well be provided,' said the abbot. ‘Brother Cadfael will be paying his daily visit to the young man after chapter, to see how his injuries are healing. He can conduct Master Girard, and remain throughout the visit.' And with that he rose authoritatively to cut off further objections that might be forming in Canon Gerbert's undoubtedly less agile mind. He had not so much as glanced in Cadfael's direction. ‘This chapter is concluded,' he said, and followed his secular visitors out of the chapter-house.

*

Elave was sitting on his pallet under the narrow window of the cell. There was a book open on the reading desk beside him, but he was no longer reading, only frowning over some deep inward consideration drawn from what he had read, and by the set of his face he had not found much that was comprehensible in whichever of the early fathers Anselm had brought him. It seemed to him that most of them spent far more time in denouncing one another than in extolling God, and more venom on the one occupation than fervour on the other. Perhaps there were others who were less ready to declare war at the drop of a word, and actually thought and spoke well of their fellow theologians, even when they differed, but if so, all their books must have been burned, and possibly they themselves into the bargain.

‘The longer I study here,' he had said to Brother Anselm bluntly, ‘the more I begin to think well of heretics. Perhaps I am one, after all. When they all professed to believe in God, and tried to live in a way pleasing to him, how could they hate one another so much?'