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He raised the lantern and John followed him downstairs, past the ablution block and into the cloister It was a cold night and their sandals crunched on the gravel John hung back and glanced over his shoulder as Mathew unlocked the door leading into the abbey

'Can you see anything?'

'Villains!' He closed the door 'They're trying to steal the font'

John crossed hiht, Brother' Mathew began to shake 'Walter Gallor is the nearest He has his lodging above his slaughterhouse We o to him at once'