Hawkwood's Sword by Frank Payton

Author:Frank Payton [Payton, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Action & Adventure, Historical Fiction, Middle-Ages.Hundred Years War
ISBN: 9781611792539
Google: ly2EmQEACAAJ
Amazon: 1611792533
Goodreads: 17555414
Publisher: Fireship Press
Published: 2013-01-31T23:00:00+00:00

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The next day a chill mist hung over the whole countryside with no sign of the sun. Brother Edmund met me as I emerged from my quarters. He held the reins of what was clearly one of the packhorses, sturdy enough I supposed, but Wat Spikings was evidently not giving too much away. How like his master, Will Turton, I thought.

Whether the beast would carry the good brother all the way to England I would not have liked to guess.

“I am leaving now, Sir John.” It appeared that Brother Edmund was eager to be on the road. “And I thank you for the horse and the parcel of food. May God go with you and your men.”

“A word or two of advice,” I said. “Do not, at this time of year, attempt to cross into France over the great mountains to the north of here. You must go to the south, and pass by the coast roads. Have you been provided with money?”

“Yes, indeed. I am sorry I did not mention this. Your man Spikings gave me a small bag of silver florins. They will suffice for me. In any event, members of my order are not supposed to carry money, but have to depend on charity. I do not fear the journey.”

“You have a stout heart, Sir Monk. Take with you this paper which I have had prepared. Show it to any English commander you may encounter on your journey, even in France. I am known to many, and they will help you for my sake. Here is another for you to give to Salvestro Mannini, a wool merchant, or his representative in London, to whom you will give your letter to be sent to me here in Italy. Now, fare you well, for we must be away!” We clasped hands, then he turned away and went to his horse. Huw, who had been waiting nearby, handed me Boy’s reins. I swung up into his high saddle and turned his head towards the monastery gate. Brother Edmund then climbed clumsily into the saddle of his mount, and took up the reins. We rode out of the gate side by side, to a farewell and blessings from the old Abbot and his brown-clad flock.

Once through the gate we parted company, as he made off to the west. I was joined by John Brise and Jack Onsloe, and we took up our places in the van of our column.

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