Brother Cadfael 04: St. Peter's Fair

pleasure to serve her, then why should not she and Isabel travel down very comfortably together? I have men enough to provide a safe guard, and naturally I should myself be their escort. That's the plan I wanted to put to your husband, and I hope he would have felt able to fall in with it and give his approval. It's great pity he is not here -"
    "It sounds admirable," said Aline, wide-eyed with pleasure, "and I'm sure Hugh would feel completely happy in trusting Emma to your care. Had we not better ask Emma herself what she has to say?"
    Emma's flushed face and dazzled smile were speaking for her. "I think it would be the best possible answer, for me," she said slowly, "and I'm most grateful for so kind a thought. But I must really go as soon as possible, and your sister - you said, you wanted her to have time to be sure ..."
    Ivo laughed, a little ruefully. "I've already reached the point of giving up the hope of persuading her to stay in the world. Never fear that you may be forcing Isabel's hand, ever since she was accepted she has been trying to force mine. And if it's what she wants, who am I to prevent? She has everything ready, it will give her only pleasure if I come home to say that we can start tomorrow. If you're willing to trust yourself to me alone for the few miles to Stanton Cobbold, and sleep under our roof tonight, we can be on our way in the morning. We can provide you horse and saddle, if you care to ride, or a litter for the pair of you, as you please."
    "Oh, I can ride," she said, glowing. "It would be a delight."
    "We would try and make it so. If," said Ivo, turning his grazed smile almost diffidently upon Aline, "if I may have your approval, and my lord Beringar's. I would not presume without that. But since this is a journey I must make, sooner or later, and Isabel insists the sooner the better, why not take advantage of it to serve Emma's need, too?"
    "It would certainly solve everything very happily," agreed Aline. And there could be no doubt, thought Emma, bolstering her own dear wish with the persuasion of virtue, that Aline would be relieved and happy if Hugh could be spared a journey, and she several days deprived of his company. "Emma knows," said Aline, "that she may choose as she thinks best, for both you and we, it seems, are equally at her service. As for approval, why, of course I approve, and so, I'm sure, would Hugh."
    "I wish he would put in an appearance," said Ivo, "I should be the happier with his blessing. But if we are to go, I think we should set out at once. I know I said all's ready with Isabel, but for all that we may need to make the most of this day."
    Emma wavered between her desire and her regret at leaving without making her due and grateful farewell to Hugh. But it was gain for him, great gain, to be rid of the responsibility he had assumed, and so securely as this promised. "Aline, you have been the soul of kindness to me, and I leave you with regret, but it is better to spare an extra journey, in such times, and then, Hugh has been kept so busy on my account already, and you've seen so little of him these days ... I should like to go with Ivo, if you'll give me your blessing. Yet I hate to go without thanking him properly ..."
    "Don't fret about Hugh, he will surely think you wise to take advantage of so kind and fortunate an offer. I will give him all the pretty messages you're thinking of. Once I lose sight of him, now, I never know when he'll return, and I'm afraid Ivo is right, you may yet need every moment of the day, or certainly Isabel may. It's a great step she's taking."
    "So I've told her," he said, "but my sister has the boldness of mind to take great steps. You won't mind, Emma, riding pillion behind me, the few miles we have to go today? At home we'll find you saddle and horse and all."
    "Really," said Aline, eyeing the pair of them with a small and private smile, "I begin to be envious!"
    He sent the young groom to fetch out her saddle-bags. Their light weight was added to the bales of Corbiere's purchases on the spare pony, her cloak, which she certainly would not need on so fine a day, folded and stowed away with the bags. It was like setting out into a new world, sunlit and inviting, but frighteningly wide. True, she had solemn duties waiting for her in Bristol, not least the confession of a failure, but for all that, she felt as if she had almost shed the past, and could be glad of the riddance, and was stepping into this unknown world