epeters.amorbidtasteforbones-第4章
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eyeing him in alarm； he subsided with dignity。 〃The faithful virgin put him off with soft words； and escaping into another room； climbed from a window and fled towards the church。 But finding that she had eluded him； Prince Cradoc took horse and rode after； and overtaking her just within sight of the church； and dreading that she would reveal his infamy； struck off her head with his sword。〃
He paused for the murmur of horror； pity and indignation； and got it； with a flurry of prayerfully…folded hands； and a tribute of round eyes。
〃Then thus piteously she came by her death and beatitude？〃 intoned Brother Jerome enthusiastically。
〃Not a bit of it！〃 snapped Brother Rhys。 He had never liked Brother Jerome。 〃Saint Beuno and the congregation were ing out of the church； and saw what had passed。 The saint drew a terrible curse upon the murderer； who at once sank to the ground； and began to melt like wax in a fire； until all his body had sunk away into the grass。 Then Saint Beuno fitted the head of the virgin onto her neck； and the flesh grew together； and she stood up alive； and the holy fountain sprang up on the spot where she arose。〃
They waited； spellbound； and he let them wait。 He had lost interest after the death。
〃And afterwards？〃 insinuated Prior Robert。 〃What did the saint do with her restored life？〃
〃She went on a pilgrimage to Rome；〃 said Brother Rhys indifferently； 〃and she attended at a great synod of saints； and was appointed to be prioress over a munity of virgin sisters at Gwytherin； by Llanrwst。 And there she lived many years； and did many miracles in her lifetime。 If it should be called her lifetime？ She was once dead already。 When she died a second time； that was where it befell。〃 He felt nothing concerning this residue of life； he offered it with a shrug。 The girl had had her chance with Prince Cradoc； and let is slip； obviously her natural bent was to be prioress of a nest of virgins； and there was nothing more to be told about her。
〃And she is buried there at Gwytherin？〃 persisted the prior。 〃And her miracles continued after death？〃
〃So I have heard。 But it's a long time；〃 said the old man； 〃since I've heard her name mentioned。 And longer since I was in those parts。〃
Prior Robert stood in the circle of sunlight that filtered between the pillars of the chapter…house； drawn to his full imposing height； and turned a radiant face and manding eyes upon Abbot Heribert。
〃Father； does it not seem to you that our reverent search for a patron of great power and sanctity is being divinely guided？ This gentle saint has visited us in person； in Brother Jerome's dream； and beckoned us to bring our afflicted brother to her for healing。 Shall we not hope； also； that she will again show us the next step？ If she does indeed receive our prayers and restore Brother Columbanus to health of body and mind； may we not be encouraged to hope that she will e in person and dwell among us？ That we may humbly beg the church's sanction to take up her blessed relics and house them fittingly here in Shrewsbury？ To the great glory and lustre of our house！〃
〃And of Prior Robert！〃 whispered Brother John in Cadfael's ear。
〃It certainly seems that she has shown us singular favour；〃 admitted Abbot Heribert。
〃Then； Father； have I your leave to send Brother Columbanus with a safe escort to Holywell？ This very day？〃
〃Do so；〃 said the abbot； 〃with the prayers of us all； and may he return as Saint Winifred's own messenger； hale and grateful。〃
The deranged man； still wandering in mind and muning with himself in incoherent ravings； was led away out of the gatehouse on the first stage of his journey immediately after the midday meal； mounted on a mule； with a high； cradling saddle to give him some security from falling； in case the violent fit took him again； and with Brother Jerome and a brawny lay…brother one on either side； to support him at need。 Columbanus looked about him with wide； pathetic； childlike eyes； and seemed to know nobody； though he went submissively and trustfully where he was led。
〃I could have done with a nice little trip into Wales；〃 said Brother John wistfully； looking after them as they rounded the corner and vanished towards the bridge over the Severn。 〃But I probably shouldn't have seen the right visions。 Jerome will do the job better。〃
〃Boy；〃 said Brother Cadfael tolerantly； 〃you bee more of an unbeliever every day。〃
〃Not a bit of it！ I'm as willing to believe in the girl's sanctity and miracles as any man。 We know the saints have power to help and bless； and I'll believe they have the goodwill； too。 But when it's Prior Robert's faithful hound who has the dream； you're asking me to believe in his sanctity； not hers！ And in any case； isn't her favour glory enough？ I don't see why they should want to dig up the poor lady's dust。 It seems like charnel…house business to me； not church business。 And you think exactly the same；〃 he said firmly； and stared out his elder； eye to eye。
〃When I want to hear my echo；〃 said Brother Cadfael； 〃I will speak first。 e on； now； and get the bottom strip of ground dug； there are kale plants waiting to go in 。〃
The delegation to Holywell was gone five days； and came home towards evening in a fine shower of rain and a grand glow of grace； chanting prayers as the three entered the courtyard。 In the midst rode Brother Columbanus； erect and graceful and jubilant； if that word could be used for one so humble in his gladness。 His face was bright and clear； his eyes full of wonder and intelligence。 No man ever looked less mad； or less likely to be subject to the falling sickness。 He went straight to the church and gave thanks and praise to God and Saint Winifred on his knees； and from the altar all three went dutifully to report to the abbot； prior and sub…prior； in the abbot's lodging。
〃Father；〃 said Brother Columbanus； eager and joyous； 〃I have no skill to tell what has befallen me； for I know less than these who have cared for me in my delirium。 All I know is that I was taken on this journey like a man in an ill dream； and went where I was taken； not knowing how to fend for myself； or what I ought to do。 And suddenly I was like a man awakened out of that nightmare to a bright morning and a world of spring； and I was standing naked in the grass beside a well； and these good brothers were pouring water over me that healed as it touched。 I knew myself and them； and only marvelled where I might be； and how I came there。 Which they willingly told me。 And then we went； all； and many people of that place with us； to sing Mass in a little church that stands close by the well。 Now I know that I owe my recovery to the intervention of Saint Winifred； and I praise and worship her from my heart； as I do God who caused her to take pity on me。 The rest these brothers will tell。〃
The lay…brother was large； taciturn； weary…having done all the work throughout…and by this time somewhat bored with the whole business。 He made the appropriate exclamations where needed； but left the narrative in the able hands of Brother Jerome； who told all with zest。 How they had brought their patient to the village of Holywell； and asked the inhabitants for directions and aid； and been shown where the saint had risen living after her martyrdom； in the silver fountain that still sprang in the same spot； furnished now with a stone basin to hold its sacred flow。 There they had led the rambling Columbanus； stripped him of habit； shirt and drawers； and poured the sacred water over him and instantly he had stood erect and lifted his hands in prayer； and given thanks for a mind restored。 Afterwards he had asked them in wonder how he came there； and what had happened to him； and had been greatly chastened and exalted at his humbling and his deliverance； and most grateful to his patroness； by whose guidance he had been made whole。
〃And； Father； the people there told us that the saint is indeed buried at Gwytherin； where she died after her ministry； and that the place where her body is laid has done many miracles。 But they say that her tomb； after so long； is neglected and little thought of； and it may well be that she longs for a better recognition； and to be installed in some place where pilgr
