Chapter 15Having made sure to make loud mention their intention to return to the bishop after a couple of days’ rest, Geoffrey repeated the same story to Father Thomas. By the time they’d finished it was already late afternoon, so Geoffrey recovered his and Ralf’s horses from the stables and he and Ralf returned to their temporary home.
Stabling his horse with Ralf’s, they went inside the house. Geoffrey watched as Ralf laid a fire. A loud knocking stopped him, and Geoffrey glanced at his lover.
“Could the constable have been successful so quickly?” Geoffrey led the way to the front door.
Opening the door Geoffrey stared, rubbed at his eyes, and stared again. It wasn’t the sight of John grinning in the doorway that caused him to stare but the gaudily painted wagon behind him. It reminde
