As they came in sight of the horses: "Philip will see you a few miles
on your way," said the Bishop.
"I thank you, Father," replied the Knight, "but it is not needful. The
good Brother has had many long days in the saddle."
"It is most needful," said the Bishop. "Let Philip ride beside you
until you have passed through the Monk's Wood, and are well on to the
open ground beyond. There, if you will, you may bid him turn back."
"Is this to ensure the safety of the Worcester cut-throats, my lord?"
The Bishop smiled.
"Possibly," he said. "Saracens may be hewn in pieces, with impunity.
But we cannot allow our Worcester lads rashly to ride to such a fate.
Also, my dear Hugh, you carry things of so great value that we must not
risk a scuffle. These are troublous times, and dangers lurk around the
city. Three miles from here you may dismiss Brother Philip, and ride
forward alone."
Arrived at the horses, the Knight put away safely, that which he
carried, into his saddle-bag. Then he dropped on one knee, baring his
head for the Bishop's blessing.
Symon of Worcester gave it. Then, bending, added in low tones: "And
may God and the blessed Saints aid thee to a right judgment in all
things."
"Amen," said Hugh d'Argent, and kissed the Bishop's ring.
Then he mounted; and, without one backward look, rode out through the
Palace gates, closely followed by Brother Philip.
CHAPTER LII
THE ANGEL-CHILD
Symon of Worcester turned, walked slowly across the courtyard, made his
way to the parapet above the river, and stood long, with bent head,
watching the rapid flow of the Severn.
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