“Prior, all of the workers gave me the same story: Prior Delbert had collected it before me.”
Ferrand gulped then composed himself. “I see. In that case, I apologise for your wasted day. That will be all.”
Claudin nodded and left the study.
Alone, a flood of thoughts invaded Ferrand’s mind. “What is Delbert up to? I always arrange to get the money after market day. Something like this leaves me uncomfortable, so I must challenge him.” And, without hesitation, he came out of his room.
“What is Delbert up to? I always arrange to get the money after market day. Something like this leaves me uncomfortable, so I must challenge him.” Delbert’s room was at the end of their corridor. Ferrand gave a hard knock on the door.
“Come!” Within, he found his fellow prior sitting at his table, with a
