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'The Lord be praised'

Thomas threw out his arion bored hiot passionate Thoion was about power Abbot Brunyng and Bishop Neville knew that

Tho from one topic to another like a drunken horse on a blind date Richard grew increasingly irritated He'd heard it all beforespeaking direct to the Lordspeaking your oords in your own tongue and not needing a priest So to do hied on the table

'They've taken our font They've narrowed our door They're trying to s on about?' Betty said

'They've got Wat Gallor lighting fires in the nave He's boiling up bonesh heaven'

'It's because of the bells,' Tholue He says he'll stop if we do'

'That's the last sodding thing we'll do!' Richard clenched his fist 'If your ene, you up the stakes At Caen, when the Frogs catapulted the heads of our supporters into our caotthen threethen four'

Betty looked up fro like that'

'Not with heads,' Richard agreed

'So why did you bring it up? You're always telling us not to waste ti for ideas'

John Tucker raised a hand

'How about we finish the job they started?'

'What job?'

'They narrowed the processional door and put the font where it's nigh impossible to use So, why don't we fill in the doormake All Hallows separate from the abbey?'

'Very clever, Master Tucker Now tell us hoe're going to do baptiset into the abbey They've barred the abbey door and you want us to block off the other one'

'We could get our own font'

The woman beside John looked alaret us excommunicated'

'The bish has told us we can't take the old font into All Hallows,' John replied 'He's not said anything about a new one I know a ht price'

John Baret sifted through a batch of paper The sheets bore the water Italian nment he had received in settlement of a wool contract with Milanese merchants Most would be sold to retailers but soifts for business associates He put four piles to one side They were intended for Sir Humphrey Stafford, John Fauntleroy and the two ne in his confrontation with Roger Knowles