“But why?”
“Because I’m a thorn in his side. We don’t see eye to eye over many things—”
“But he’s always seen I lack for nothing…”
“You are right, old friend, but to pay for your nave, he keeps the monks in difficulty. Just one example, you saw the scriptorium today, does it seem right to you that we have to make do in the cloister when every other monastery in the land has a separate purpose-built scriptorium?”
“So, you won’t help me for that reason?” the mason growled.
Thurgot looked anguished.
“I didn’t say I won’t help you. Surely you know me better than that? Nay, if I remain here, I’ll see to it but if they send me away—”
“They can’t do that!”
“Of course, they can. The bishop can’t wait to get rid of me and you should know that I have become close to the Queen of the Scots. M
