Dissolution by C J Sansom

Author:C J Sansom [Sansom, C J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical, Deckare
Published: 2010-11-19T23:00:00+00:00

'And before, when he was lord chancellor and burning all the heretics he could find. But you were not steadfast, Brother Jerome?'

His back stiffened, and when he turned I expected another outburst. But his voice remained calm.

'When the king said he required an oath from all members of the religious houses acknowledging him as Supreme Head of the Church, only we Carthusians refused, though we knew what that would mean.' His eyes burned into me.

'Yes. All the other houses took the oath, but not you.'

'There were forty of us, and they took us one by one. Prior Houghton first refused the oath and was interrogated by Cromwell himself. Did you know, Commissioner, when Father Houghton told him that St Augustine had placed the authority of the Church above Scripture, Cromwell replied that he cared naught for the Church and Augustine might hold as he pleased?'

'He was right. The authority of Scripture stands above that of any scholar.'

'And the opinion of a tavern keeper's son stands above St Augustine's?' Jerome laughed bitterly.

'When he would not submit, our venerable prior was judged guilty of treason and executed at Tyburn. I was there; I saw his body sliced open by the executioner's knife while he still lived.

But it wasn't the usual hanging fair that day, the crowd watched silently as he died.'

I glanced at Mark; he was watching Jerome intently, his face troubled. The Carthusian continued. 'Your master had no better luck with Prior Houghton's successor. Vicar Middlemore and the senior obedentiaries still would not swear, so they too went to Tyburn. This time there were calls against the king from the crowd. Cromwell wasn't going to risk a riot the next time, so he tried all manner of pressure to make the rest of us take the oath. He put his own men in charge of the house, where Prior Houghton's arm, stinking and rotten, was nailed to the gate. They kept us half-starved, mocked our services, tore up our books, insulted us. They picked off trouble-makers one by one. Someone would suddenly be sent off to a more compliant house or just disappear.'

He paused and leaned his good arm on the bed for a moment. I looked up at him.

'I have heard these stories,' I said. 'They are mere tales.'

He ignored me and resumed his pacing. 'After the north rebelled last spring, the king lost patience with us. The remaining brethren were told to swear or be taken to Newgate where they would be left to starve to death. Fifteen swore and lost their souls. Ten went to Newgate, where they were chained in a foul cell and left without food. Some lasted for weeks—' He broke off suddenly. Covering his face with his hands he stood rocking on his heels, weeping silently.

'I have heard such rumours,' Mark whispered. 'Everyone said they were false—'

I waved him to silence. 'Even if that were true, Brother Jerome, you could not have been among them. You were already here.'

He turned his back on me,

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