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Robin stood at the end of the table and held the attention of the dinner guests They were in Richard Vowell's house and Betty was serving fresh venison with plumb jelly Owen Ap-Richard was there with his boys and so was the tinker

'Sister Alice did it just right,' Robin enthused 'She took control and made 'em look like idiots They'd co what she wanted'

Betty looked up fro away?'

'I saw the friar pick up some bits of toadstool'

'What sort of toadstool?'

'Dunno,' Robin shrugged

'Was it coloured?'

'Yeah … sort of'

'What colour?'

'Sort of dried-up colour'

Betty forgot about fungi and turned to other things

'Did he get his hands on any of her books?'