The Miracle at St. Bruno's

I looked at him and seeing the expression in his eyes I was amazed that he had remained faithful all those years. I could not help my pleasure, which was wrong for it was no life for him to hope for a woman who was married to someone else.

"And Bruno?" he said.

"What of him?”

"He is all that you hoped he would be?”

"We generally ask too much of people, do we not?”

"And you asked too much?”

I hesitated and then I said: "Sometimes I wonder about our life at the Abbey. Sometimes it takes on the quality of a dream. It is so... unreal. We are living in an Abbey... Many of those who live there were once monks. They had services in the church and those services are openly now the same as those which were conducted there long ago. As you know the Abbot's Lodging was made into a castle not unlike this. But there are the monks' dorter and refectory which still stand. I believe many of them behave just as they used to. We are an abbey which is not an abbey. Bruno is an abbot with a wife and family. Since King Edward died it has become more openly so. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if the Queen were to die. Simon Caseman was about to betray us at the time of the King's death. Poor man, it was he who met his death. It is a strange life.”

"If you were happy you would think it worthwhile. You are not happy, Damask.”

"What is happiness? Just a day or so here and there... a moment perhaps... How often can anyone say, 'Now I am completely happy?’”

"That should not be so. A life of contentment should be within our reach.”

"With the uncertainty which surrounds us! When we know not from one day to the next when some misguided word or act could lead us to the death!”

"All the more reason to take happiness when we can.”

I sighed. "I saw my father taken. My mother has lost two husbands. By a quirk of fate I am not a widow now. Oh, it is a violent world we live in. Will it always be so?”

"It will change. Change is inevitable.”

Suddenly I touched his arm. "Rupert, take care. Do not lean one way or the other for how do we know from one week to the next which is the safe way?”

"I am not a fanatical man, Damask. I keep a steady road... quiet, unexciting, I suppose.”

I said: "I think we should dance.”

And as we joined the dancers I knew that he was telling me that he loved me now as he had in the beginning and whatever happened he would not change.

As his hands touched mine in the dance, he said: "Always remember, whatever happens... I should be at hand.”

It was a comforting thought.

Lord Calperton and his family were guests at the Castle for several days and I began to notice that young Edward was always at Honey's side. She blossomed; a radiance was added to her beauty.

I was afraid for her. The Ennis family was a noble one, and my Honey, of doubtful parentage, would not seem a very good match, I was sure. I did not want the child to be hurt and she could be more easily than Catherine, who had the security of being my own and Bruno's daughter.

All the same I was sorry when it was time for us to go back to the Abbey; and it was not long after our return when I received an invitation to visit Grebblesworth, the Ennises' place in Hertfordshire and to take the two girls with me.

Kate was also invited. She wrote to me jubilantly.

"Mistress Honey made quite an impression on Master Edward. I'm not surprised. That girl is a real beauty. She is fascinating. There is a kind of smoldering passion behind those glorious eyes of hers. But I must say I'm surprised. After all Edward is the Calperton heir. Well, we shall see.

"Of course we all know that Bruno is very rich and his situation is very fitting to our present way of life. I am truly eager to see the outcome of this.”

Honey was enchanted. I realized that for the first time in her life she was at the very heart of everything. It was because of her that we had received this invitation.

Catherine had been invited too, but simply because she belonged to the family.

I spent the next weeks with the seamstresses and we made gowns for Honey. She looked delightful in her riding habits with the little feathered caps we had had made for her.

I said to her as we tried on a lovely brocade gown, "Are you happy, Honey?”

She threw her arms about my neck and I had to protest that she was suffocating me.

She said: "Everything I have had and shall have conies from you.”

I was deeply moved and I replied: "Whatever happens you and I will love each other.”

The night before we left for Grebblesworth she was not in her room when I went to consult her about a ribbon for her hair.

I felt a twinge of alarm and went to Catherine's room to see if she had seen her.

Catherine was sitting disconsolately in a chair studying a book of prayers in Latin.

She looked very pleased to put it aside.

"Where is Honey?" I asked.

"I saw her go out half an hour ago.”

"Did she say where?”

"No, but she goes often in that direction.”

"What direction?”

"To the woods, I think.”

"I don't like her being out alone. There are robbers about."