The chill in the air presaged the onset of bad weather and Kenrick studied the sky before calling to his trusted head carpenter, Hailwin.
“You’d best start dismantling the stone-dressing sheds hard up against the transept walls and reconstruct them here by the northern wall as far as we’ve reached.”
“Are you getting ready for rainy weather, Master Kenrick.”
“That’s what my nose tells me is coming.”
Hailwin laughed,
“I ain’t ever known that great snout to be wrong!”
The master mason grinned at his long-time assistant,
“It’s as well to be ready because if it does set in, there’s plenty can be done under cover. The nearer the sheds to our work, the better. Have you seen, Master Geldulf?”
“He was here earlier chafing at one of his carters for not keeping his waggon as he ought. If ther
