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write to Pembroke keep, from where my letter would be sent on, but this is more urgent than mere news." |
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"Perhaps Isabella will know," Simon suggested. |
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"Ride over and ask," Geoffrey said, "and do not be affraid to tell Isabella everything. She will not fall into a fit." |
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This second daughter of Isobel of Clare was very like her mother, soft of voice and manner, gentle, but not weak. She listened to Simon quietly, and, although her voice trembled, she wasted no time on useless cries nor did she exaggerate or belittle what was a real possibility but not a fact. Still, she could not be of help. All she knew was that her brother was definitely expected in London by the end of July. |
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"He will be on the road by now," Isabella said, "but I have no idea which way he intended to come. He might even stop at Wallingford to talk to Richardmy husband, I mean. It is so confusing to have a brother and husband both named Richard. And then they might come by river. But, Simon, I think he would come anyway, even if you warned him." |
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Since Simon himself would have come anyway, he did not contest this conclusion. He accepted Isabella's assurance that she would tell her husband of Adam's suspicion as soon as he arrived home and would let Ian know as soon as either RichardCornwall or Pernbrokecame. But he was dissatisfied and restless, and, at last, Ian suggested that it would do no harm if he and Walter rode out toward Wales for a few days. Nothing more could happen, Ian said, until August first when the third summoning must be answered. |
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