"Of course we must oblige the Lady Aleinor, Summer: it will be no hardship to stay one more night, surely?"
I could hear the Wimperling almost screaming at him to stop, stop, stop! but of course he couldn"t hear the pig"s thoughts as I could, and he went on with a few more complimentary sentences until I could have screamed also. There was no doubt as to the outcome now, and I picked up the coins and we made our way down the winding stone stairs to the courtyard. Up had been much easier for all of us, and the Wimperling nearly ended by rolling down the last few twists. Once in the courtyard he started to say something, but I hushed him, using our midday meal in the hall as an excuse. Right at that moment I didn"t want any prognostications of doom and disaster, so I saw him back to the stable before hurrying back for what was left of the meal.
I purposely lingered over the last night"s leftovers, plus a thick broth, a blancmange of brawn and custards of potted meats, but I couldn"t put off the reproaches forever. Even so, it was a little past two by the time Gill and I regained the stable, whereupon I immediately found a stool for him out in the sunshine, and returned alone to face the agitation I had sensed at once.
They all had something to say, but it was Growch who was noisiest. "What"s all this, then? "E tells me-" he nodded towards the pig: "-that we"re all in danger! Danger from what, I"d like to know? Last night you was full of how well we done, and now "e tells us the Lady-of-the-"Ouse is poison! In that case, why don"t we all go, right now? O" course, if I was just to nip into the kitchens and fetch a bone first . . ."
"I think we should go," said Mistral restlessly. "But our companion tells us we must perform again tonight."
Traveler flapped his wings. "Listen to the pig: he is a wise one."
Thank the Lord the tortoise was still asleep! "What"s all this, then?" I asked the Wimperling. "We have a purse full of money and will get more tonight. All we have to do is one more performance and we can leave in the morning.
What"s one more day? The more money the better."
"If it is only one more day . . . I do not trust her. I can read her heart a little way and it is full of wickedness, guile and greed. I cannot see what she intends, for I believe she does not yet know herself, but it is not good for any of us, of that I am sure."
"You have no proof-"
"No, Summer, but in this you must trust me. Tonight when the performance ends we must be ready to leave, all packed up. If we don"t, tomorrow may bring disaster to us all."
I shook my head. I just couldn"t believe she meant us harm. And yet-I recalled those flashes of spite from her eyes. Perhaps . . . "It would be too dark to see. Besides, the portcullis will be down."
"Stays up for them as was guests and isn"t stayin" over," said Growch. ""Sides, we"ve traveled at night before. Moon"s near full."
"I shall have to ask Gill," I said weakly.
"Consult "im? When"ve you ever consulted "im? You tells "im what to do an" "e does it! Couldn"t "ave got this far without you, an" "e knows it!" Whenever he got particularly agitated Growch"s speech went to pieces. "Consult "im indeed!" And he emphasized his annoyance by kicking up a shower of hay with his back legs.
"You"ve all had your say: why shouldn"t he?" I was angry, largely because I wasn"t sure that they weren"t right.
"Becoz-"e-don"-know-nuffin!" said Growch. "Not-nuffin!"
"That"s only because he"s blind," I said quickly. "You try going around for a while with your eyes tight shut and see how you get on! Anyway, I shall ask him just the same. We"re all in this together."
And before I could change my mind I went outside and suggested to a dozy Gill that we leave that night. Of course I couldn"t give the true reason, and, understandably, he couldn"t see why we didn"t postpone it till morning. I decided to wait and see what the evening brought, but packed everything ready, just in case.
We made a good job of our performance that night, repeating much of what we had done the evening before, but adding a couple more tricks to the Wimperling"s repertoire. Led by the lady, we received prolonged applause, a purse from her and another from one of her guests. When we returned to the stable there was disappointment: none of the guests was leaving that night and the portcullis remained down.
Right, first thing in the morning then, when the first wagons came up with provisions. If we were ready in the shadow of the wall, we would sneak out as soon as the portcullis was raised. . . . I willed myself to wake up an hour before dawn.
I woke on time, loaded up our gear and we were ready in the darkest part of the courtyard a good quarter-hour before we heard the first wagon rumble across the drawbridge. The driver called out; two yawning soldiers ran across and started to wind up the portcullis with enough creaks and groans to awaken the dead. I shivered: my teeth were chattering both with the early morning chill and with dread.
Three wagons pa.s.sed through, steam rising from the horses" and the drivers"
mouths. I grabbed Gill"s hand and Mistral"s bridle, and we had almost reached the first plank of the drawbridge when two sentries I hadn"t seen stepped out and barred our progress, their spears crossed in front of us.
"Sorry girl, sir," said one of them peremptorily. "None of you is to leave the castle. Orders of the Lady Aleinor . . ."
Chapter Eighteen.
I stared at them in horror. "But why?"
They looked at one another and then the spokesman said: "We don"t ask questions of the lady. All we know is, orders were sent down yesterday midday as you weren"t to be let go."
"Doesn"t pay to disobey," said the other soldier. "We just does as we"re told.
Sorry an" all that . . . Enjoyed your performance, by the way: that pig"s a good "un. Would he do a trick for me?"
"No, no," I said distractedly. "Only for me . . ." Which was the best answer I could have given, although I didn"t realize it at the time. "Er . . . Under the circ.u.mstances, perhaps it would be better if-if the lady didn"t think we were trying to leave." Scrabbling in my now full purse I handed out a couple of coins. "I think she might be annoyed if she thought we didn"t appreciate her hospitality."
On our dispirited way back to the stables I noticed a boy from the village unloading his wagon and eyeing us speculatively: he had obviously seen the exchange of coin. I clutched my purse tighter and hurried past.
I was all for requesting an instant audience with Lady Aleinor, demanding to know the reason for our confinement and insisting on instant release, but Gill urged caution.
"I reckon that might make her more determined to keep us a while. She seems to be a very contrary lady. . . . After all, where"s the harm of a few more days? Personally I"m growing a bit tired of singing love ballads to a woman I can"t see, but at least it means more money, and we are fed and housed. Not that the food is all that good, but-"
"The most important thing is to be very, very careful," said the Wimperling.
"We must find out what she has in mind. Don"t force the issue: corner any vicious animal and you relinquish the initiative."
"I want to go," said Mistral impatiently. "This place is bad, and-"
There was a rustling noise from farther down the stable and silhouetted against the open door was the figure of the boy I had noticed earlier. "Hullo . .
." he called out tentatively.
I was in no mood to be polite. "What do you want?"
He hesitated for a moment then moved towards us, twisting a piece of straw between his fingers. He was dressed in a rough, patched jerkin, trousers tied beneath the knee with twine, and was barefoot. He was also filthy dirty-I could smell him from where I stood-and his thatch of hair could well have been fair if it had ever been washed. He could have been any age from twelve onwards.
"To see if I can help. I heard what was going on. Gather you want out of here?"
His speech was country-thick but in the lantern light I could see a bright intelligence in those grey eyes.
I temporized: who knew where his real interest lay? "Maybe we do-but why should you help?"
"No love for the Lady "Ell-an"-All," he muttered. "Killed my father she did,"
and he glanced over his shoulder as if he, too, was afraid of being overheard.
"Killed him?" and once he started telling us, I thought his story to the animals at the same time as he told it.
"We live in the hamlet beneath the castle. Two rooms, patch of ground behind. Lived there happy, father, mother, self and three young sisters.
Father was a forester for the lady, mother helped in the fields with the girls, weeding and picking stones. I was a crow-scarer, then a s.h.i.t-shoveler. Still am. Bad winter last year, after the lord and his sons went off. Not much food.
Pa helped himself to a hare-"
"A poacher?"
"First time he ever done it. We needed the food, and there were a glut of "em.
Kept helping theirselves to our vegetable clumps. Pa caught this one with the dog, on our patch at the back. Someone saw him, told the Lady "Ell-an"-All. No excuses, no trial. Hanged the dog, old Blackie, castrated my father-"
"Oh, my G.o.d!" It was Gill. "How barbaric! My father-My father . . ." He put his hands to his head. "I don"t remember. . . ."
"And then she had his eyes put out," continued the boy, stony-faced. "My father stood it for six month. Last August we came in late, found he"d cut his throat. With the tr.i.m.m.i.n.g knife. They let him keep that."
I put my hand on his arm, but he shook it off.
"Don"t want no sympathy. Understand why he did it. Less than half a man . . .
Anyway, if you means harm to the lady, then I"m your man."
I didn"t know what to say. We still didn"t know if our position was serious. It might just be that all the lady wanted was a couple more performances. Even as I tried to persuade myself that the situation didn"t warrant any panic, I got a strong signal from the Wimperling to enlist this boy on our side.
"Thank you," I said formally. "We don"t wish personal harm to the lady, but we do wish to leave here as soon as possible."
"If she"s taken a fancy to you, here you stay."
"We"ve given her what she asked-"
"Obviously not."
"Look," I said. "First we have to find out exactly what is going on. I don"t quite know how you can help, but-"
"You"d be surprised. Bet I can get you all out of here in twenty-four hours."
He hesitated. ""Course, there"d be a price. . . ."
I thought rapidly of what we could afford. "Ten silver pieces. If we need you, that is . . ."
His eyes gleamed. "Done! I"m getting out myself, soon as I can, but can"t leave Ma and the sisters without. See you later. . . ."
"But I don"t understand," I said.
Gill and I were in the lady"s solar again, having requested an audience after the midday meal. She had us standing in the center of the room as before while she reclined by the fire. There was more light in the room today, for the shutters at the window had been flung back on a sunny sky. The room must face south, for low bars of February sunshine slanted through the window and across the floor, specks of dust dancing like midges in the beams. Outside I could see a forest of leafless trees stretching to the horizon, while black specks rose and fell lazily above the branches, a soft breeze carrying the quarreling cries of nest-building rooks.
I had come straight to the point and asked why we had been refused permission to leave. She had gazed at us through half-closed lids.
"I should have thought that would be perfectly obvious."
But when I said I didn"t understand, she seemed to come to life and sat up, arms gripping the sides of her chair: "You are not an idiot, girl. If I say you are not to leave, it is because I wish you to stay. And why? Because, for the moment, I find you and your animals-diverting. Life can be so boring. . . ."
Leaning back in her chair she closed her eyes. "And now I shall rest for a while, I expect more entertainment this evening. Some new tricks, please. . .
." And she let her voice die away, as if indeed it was too tiring to try and explain further to peasants such as ourselves.
"But I don"t want-we don"t wish to stay," I said. "You told us we might leave if we gave an extra performance, which we did. We do have a life of our own to lead, you know, and-"
She rose to her feet in a sudden swirl of skirts, the cone-shaped headdress she wore wobbling dangerously.
"How dare you! How dare you! What matter your wishes, your little lives? All that matters here is what I want! This is my castle, my demesne! Within its bounds I have jurisdiction of life and death over everyone-everyone, do you hear?" She was almost hysterical, red blotches on her neck and face, her eyes snapping sparks like fresh pine bark on a fire. She rushed forward and struck first me and then Gill hard across the face. My eyes smarted with the sudden pain, for one of her thumb rings had caught my lip and I could taste the salt of blood. Gill swayed on his feet and would have fallen had I not caught at his arm and steadied him.
"G.o.d"s teeth! What was that for, lady?"
"Impertinence, blind man! And there"s more where that came from if you do not both watch your tongues. I will not be disagreed with, do you hear?"
I was so angry with the way she was treating us that given a pinch of pepper I would have sprung forward and given her a dose of her own treatment, but the presence of Gill gave me pause. That, plus the possible danger to the animals. G.o.d knew what she could do if further provoked.
"We have no wish to cross you," I said, as meekly as I could. "But we would like to know when we can leave. If you could let us know how many more performances you require? And if you have any special tricks in mind . . . Of course, it will take time to teach them all-"
"There is no need to teach them all fresh tricks: I am only interested in the pig! Any fool can make a horse turn, a dog obey, a bird fly in circles. You combine them cleverly, I agree, but it is only the pig that has real intelligence.
Your brother has a pleasant enough voice, I dare say, but singers are a dozen a week, and you know it! No, the rest of you may leave as and when you wish, but the pig stays!"
"But-but he can"t!"
"What do you mean "can"t"? If I say he stays, he stays." She looked at us for a moment, then changed her tactics. Sitting down once more, she smoothed her skirts, turned the rings on her fingers. "Of course you will be recompensed. I realize your pig is a means of livelihood and that you are seeking a cure for your brother"s blindness, which will need special donations. I will give you what I reckon it will cost for a further three months" travel. Now, I cannot say fairer than that, can I?"
"You don"t understand! It"s not just-just what he could earn us, he is part of us: I couldn"t leave him behind. Besides, he won"t do tricks for anyone else, only me."
"Well, you can stay for a while, too. Just till you have taught me how he works."
The woman was mad! "But I can"t teach you-"
"Can"t? Or won"t?" She rose from her chair again, as angry as before. She narrowed her eyes. "Everything can be taught-unless it"s some form of magic. . . . Magic? Yes, I suppose that could be the answer. If so," and now her voice was full of menace: "I could have you denounced as a witch! And you know what that means: trial by fire, earth and water and lastly, being burned at the stake. . . ."
"I"m no witch!" I felt the ring of the unicorn cold, cold on my finger. Was that a form of witchcraft? It had never occurred to me, being as it was a gift from my dead father which helped me understand the speech of animals and also warned me of danger, gave me courage-yet perhaps to the lady, to the gullible majority, it would seem like a form of magic- Suddenly I was terrified. Death came in many forms: illness, accident, war, pestilence, age, famine-but to be burned at the stake! G.o.d, please G.o.d, sweet Jesus, Mary, Mother of Sorrows, No! I was trembling; the lady saw it, and smiled gleefully.
"Then if it is not magic, it is trickery, and that can be taught. Right? And if you do not wish to teach me, and your-companions-are so precious to you, then perhaps they can be persuaded to persuade you. . . . Pigeons" necks can be wrung, a horse can be hamstrung, a dog hung by its tail, a man-"
"Stop it, stop it!" I had my hands over my ears. "Leave them alone! They have no part in all this! You said they could all go. . . ."
I should not have been so vehement. I realized from the gleam in her eye that she now knew I was vulnerable to the threat of harm to the others.
"Certainly not! I have changed my mind. They can all be hostages to your good behavior. And just so as there will be no mistake, we can start the lessons right now! Go fetch the pig!"
There was nothing I could do but obey. As I led the Wimperling back I told him what had happened. "What are we going to do?"