Brother Cadfael 15: The Confession of Brother Haluin

better control of voice and words, the crippling tension was gone from his tongue, and weak though his utterance was, it was lucid and resigned. "I would die cleansed and forgiven," he said.
    "Brother Cadfael will speak on his own behalf," said the abbot. "For God, I will speak as He give me grace."
    "I forgive freely," said Cadfael, choosing words with more than his accustomed care, "whatever offence was done against my craft under great stress of mind. And that the means and the knowledge were there to tempt you, and I not there to dissuade, this I take to myself as much as ever I can charge them to you. I wish you peace!"
    What Abbot Radulfus had to say upon God's behalf took longer. There were some among the brothers, Cadfael thought, who would have been startled and incredulous if they could have heard, at finding their abbot's formidable austerity could also hold so much measured and authoritative tenderness. A lightened conscience and a clean death were what Haluin desired. It was too late to exact penance from a dying man, and deathbed comfort cannot be priced, only given freely.
    "A broken and a contrite heart," said Radulfus, "is the only sacrifice required of you, and will not be despised." And he gave absolution and the solemn blessing, and so left the sickroom, beckoning Cadfael with him. On Haluin's face the ease of gratitude had darkened again into the indifference of exhaustion, and the fires were dead in eyes dulled and half closed between swoon and sleep.
    In the outer room Rhun was waiting patiently, drawn somewhat aside to avoid hearing, even unwittingly, any word of that confession.
    "Go in and sit with him," said the abbot. "He may sleep now, there will be no ill dreams. If there should be any change in him, fetch Brother Edmund. And if Brother Cadfael should be needed, send to my lodging for him."
    In the panelled parlour in the abbot's lodge they sat together, the only two people who would ever hear of the offence with which Haluin charged himself, or have the right in private to speak of his confession.
    "I have been here only four years," said Radulfus directly, "and know nothing of the circumstances in which Haluin came here. It seems one of his earliest duties here was to help you among the herbs, and there he acquired this knowledge he put to such ill use. Is it certain this draught he concocted could kill? Or may this truly have been a death from fever?"
    "If the girl's mother used it on her, she could hardly be mistaken," said Cadfael ruefully. "Yes, I've known hyssop to kill. I was foolish to keep it among my stores, there are other herbs that could take its place. But in small doses, both herb and root, dried and powdered, are excellent for the yellow distemper, and useful with horehound against chest troubles, though the blue-flowered kind is milder and better for that. I've known women use it to procure abortion, in great doses that purge to the extreme. Small wonder if sometimes the poor girl dies."
    "And this was surely during his novitiate, for he cannot have been here long if this child was his, as he supposes. He can have been only a boy."
    "Barely eighteen, and the girl no more, if as old. It is some extenuation," said Cadfael firmly, "if they were in the same household, seeing each other daily, of equal birth, for he comes of a good family, and as open to love as are most children. In fact," said Cadfael, kindling, "what I wonder at is that his suit should have been rejected out of hand. He was an only son, there was a good manor would have been his if he had not taken vows. And he was a very pleasing youth, as I recall, lettered and gifted. Many a knight would have welcomed him as a match for his daughter."
    "It may be her father already had other plans for her," said Radulfus. "He may have betrothed her to someone else in childhood. And her mother would hardly venture to countenance a match in her husband's absence, if she went in such awe of him."
    "She need not, however, have rejected the boy utterly, if she had let him hope, he would have waited, surely, and not tried to force her hand by forestalling marriage. Though it may be I do him wrong there," Cadfael relented. "It was not calculation, I fancy, that brought him into the girl's bed, but too rash affection. Haluin would never make a schemer."
    "Well, for better or worse," said Radulfus with a weary sigh, "it was done, and cannot be undone. He is not the first, and will not be the last young man to fall into that