Brother Cadfael 06: A Virgin In The Ice

among us, no question. Ludlow's in a hum tonight. It seems one of Dinan's archers has an old father at a hamlet south of Henley, a free tenant holding from Mortimer, and today the lad went off to visit, to see how the old man was making out in this hard weather. A holding not two miles from Ludlow, though solitary. He found the place as we found Druel's homestead. Not burned, though - smoke or flames would have been seen, and brought Dinan out with all his force like a swarm of bees disturbed. But swept clear of life, goods, gear and all. And there the folk did not escape. Butchered, every one, except for one poor idiot wretch the archer found wandering from house to house, foraging for any crumbs left to live on."
    Brother Cadfael gaped at him in appalled wonder. "That they should dare, so near a strong town!"
    "Trying out their claws, in despite of a well-found garrison. And the one man left alive, who hid in the woods until the raiders left, may be uncertain in his wits, but he saw it all, and has given an account that makes excellent sense, and for my part, I think him a good witness. And he says there were about twenty men, and they had daggers, axes and swords among them. Three, he says, were mounted. They came about midnight, and in a few hours had driven off all the stock and departed into the night. And he has small notion of how many days he has been solitary and starving there, but such things as the changes of weather he understands very well, and he says, and will not be shifted, that this took place on the night of the first hard frost, when all the brooks stopped flowing."
    "I take your meaning," said Cadfael, and gnawed his knuckles in fierce thought. "The same two-legged wolves? The same night, surely. The first hard frost! About midnight this slaughter and pillage by Henley ... As if they set out deliberately to blacken Dinan's face!"
    "Or mine," said Hugh grimly.
    "Or King Stephen's! Well, so they moved off with their spoils maybe two hours after midnight. They would not move fast, driving cattle and carrying food and grain. Not long before dawn they ransacked and burned John Druel's holding, high on Clee. And in between - would you not say, Hugh? - in between they happened on Brother Elyas and Sister Hilaria, and after their fashion let loose in a little exuberant sport, leaving both dead or dying. Could there be two such bands out on their grisly business on the same night? A wild night, a blizzard night, that might well keep even thieves and vagabonds close to home. There are here men who know these parts like their own palms, Hugh, and neither snow nor frost can cage them."
    "Two such bands?" said Hugh, darkly pondering. "No, that's out of the reckoning. And consider the line they took that night. The night's ventures began here under our noses - that's the furthest range of their foray. They returned eastward, crossing the highway - for somewhere there your Brother Elyas was found - and before dawn they were rounding the high shoulder of Titterstone Clee, where they burned out Druel's holding. It may not even have been in their plan, simply a frolic by men drunk with success. But it was on their way home, for they'd want to be snug and unseen by dawn. Agreed?"
    "Agreed. And are you thinking, Hugh, what I am thinking? Yves rushes out to recall his sister from her folly, and strikes off from that holding uphill, perhaps not on the same level, but surely in the same direction your outlaws took on their way home, two nights later. Somewhere in those uplands lies the manor to which his sister fled with her lover. Does it not look as though he may have taken her to a house far too close neighbour to the devil to be a safe place either for him or for her?"
    "I have already made my dispositions," Hugh assured him with grim satisfaction, "with that in mind. There's a great swathe of upland there, some of it forested, some of it rock, and bleak as death, too barren even for sheep. The workable manors there go no higher than Druel's homestead, and even there nest in the sheltered places. Tomorrow at first light I'm going out with Dinan to follow that same line the boy took, and see if I can find what he lost himself seeking, the manor where the girl was taken. First, if we can, let's get her safe out of it. Then we may go after this challenger who spits in the face of law, with no hostages at stake."
    "But leave the boy here!" said Cadfael, more peremptorily than he had intended.
    Hugh looked down at him