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se enough to the doorway to catch glimpses of the proceedings kept a silence uncannily perfect； their eyes following every move； secret eyes that expressed no resentment； but by their very attention； fixed and unwavering； implied an unreconciled opposition they were afraid to speak aloud。
〃Now that this sacred duty is done；〃 said Father Huw； at once relieved and saddened； 〃it is time to attend to the other duty which the saint herself has laid upon us； and bury Rhisiart honourably； with full absolution； in the grave she has bequeathed to him。 And I call to mind； in the hearing of all； how great a blessing is thus bestowed； and how notable an honour。〃 It was as near as he would go to speaking out his own view of Rhisiart； and in this； at least； he had the sympathy of every Welshman there present。
That burial service was brief； and after it six of Rhisiart's oldest and most trusted servants took up the bier of branches； a little wilted now but still green； and carried it out to the graveside。 The same slings which had lifted Saint Winifred waited to lower Rhisiart into the same bed。
Sioned stood beside her uncle； and looked all round her at the circle of her friends and neighbours； and unclasped the silver cross from her neck。 She had so placed herself that Cadwallon and Peredur were close at her right hand； and it was simple and natural to turn towards them。 Peredur had hung back throughout； never looking at her but when he was sure she was looking away； and when she swung round upon him suddenly he had no way of avoiding。
〃One last gift I want to give to my father。 And I would like you； Peredur； to be the one to give it。 You have been like a son to him。 Will you lay this cross on his breast； where the murderer's arrow pierced him？ I want it to be buried with him。 It is my farewell to him here； let it be yours； too。〃
Peredur stood dumbstruck and aghast； staring from her still and challenging face to the little thing she held out to him； in front of so many witnesses； all of whom knew him； all of whom were known to him。 She had spoken clearly； to be heard by all。 Every eye was on him； and all recorded； though without understanding； the slow draining of blood from his face； and his horror…stricken stare。 He could not refuse what she asked。 He could not do it without touching the dead man； touching the very place where death had struck him。
His hand came out with aching reluctance； and took the cross from her。 To leave her thus extending it in vain was more than he could stand。 He did not look at it； but only desperately at her； and in her face the testing calm had blanched into incredulous dismay； for now she believed she knew everything； and it was worse than anything she had imagined。 But as he could not escape from the trap she had laid for him； neither could she release him。 It was sprung； and now he had to fight his way out of it as best he could。 They were already wondering why he made no move； and whispering together in concern at his hanging back。
He made a great effort； drawing himself together with a frantic briskness that lasted only a moment。 He took a few irresolute steps towards the bier and the grave； and then baulked like a frightened horse； and halted again； and that was worse； for now he stood alone in the middle of the circle of witnesses； and could go neither forward nor back。 Cadfael saw sweat break in great beads on his forehead and lip。
〃e； son；〃 said Father Huw kindly； the last to suspect evil； 〃don't keep the dead waiting； and don't grieve too much for them； for that would be sin。 I know； as Sioned has said； he was like another father to you； and you share her loss。 So do we all。〃
Peredur stood quivering at Sioned's name； and at the word 〃father；〃 and tried to go forward； and could not move。 His feet would not take him one step nearer to the swathed form that lay by the open grave。 The light of the sun on him； the weight of all eyes； bore him down。 He fell on his knees suddenly； the cross still clutched in one hand； the other spread to hide his face。
〃He cannot！〃 he cried hoarsely from behind the shielding palm。 〃He cannot accuse me！ I am not guilty of murder！ What I did was done when Rhisiart was already dead！〃
A great； gasping sigh passed like a sudden wind round the clearing and over the tangled grave； and subsided into a vast silence。 It was a long minute before Father Huw broke it； for this was his sheep； not Prior Robert's； a child of his flock； and hitherto a child of grace； now stricken into wild self…accusation of some terrible sin not yet explained； but to do with violent death。
〃Son Peredur；〃 said Father Huw firmly； 〃you have not been charged with any ill…doing by any other but yourself。 We are waiting only for you to do what Sioned has asked of you； for her asking was a grace。 Therefore do her bidding； or speak out why you will not； and speak plainly。〃
Peredur heard； and ceased to tremble。 A little while he kneeled and gathered his shattered posure about him doggedly； like a cloak。 Then he uncovered his face； which was pale； despairing but eased； no longer in bat with truth but consenting to it。 He was a young man of courage。 He got to his feet and faced them squarely。
〃Father I e to confession by constraint； and not gladly； and I am as ashamed of that as of what I have to confess。 But it is not murder。 I did not kill Rhisiart。 I found him dead。〃
〃At what hour？〃 asked Brother Cadfael； wholly without right； but nobody questioned the interruption。
〃I went out after the rain stopped。 You remember it rained。〃 They remembered。 They had good reason。 〃It would be a little after noon。 I was going up to the pasture our side of Bryn； and I found him lying on his face in that place where afterwards we all saw him。 He was dead then； I swear it！ And I was grieved； but also I was tempted； for there was nothing in this world I could do for Rhisiart； but I saw a way。。。。〃 Peredur swallowed and sighed； bracing his forehead against his fate； and went on。 〃I saw a means of ridding myself of a rival。 Of the favoured rival。 Rhisiart had refused his daughter to Engelard； but Sioned had not refused him； and well I knew there was no hope for me； however her father urged her； while Engelard was there between us。 Men might easily believe that Engelard should kill Rhisiart； if…if there was some proof。。。。〃
〃But you did not believe it；〃 said Cadfael； so softly that hardly anyone noticed the interruption； it was accepted and answered without thought。
〃No！〃 said Peredur almost scornfully。 〃I knew him； he never would！〃
〃Yet you were willing he should be taken and accused。 It was all one to you if it was death that removed him out of your way； so he was removed。〃
〃No！〃 said Peredur again； smouldering but aware that he was justly lashed。 〃No； not that！ I thought he would run； take himself away again into England； and leave us alone； Sioned and me。 I never wished him worse than that。 I thought； with him gone； in the end Sioned would do what her father had wished； and marry me。 I could wait！ I would have waited years。。。。〃
He did not say； but there were two there； at least； who knew； and remembered in his favour； that he had opened the way for Engelard to break out of the