31 - City of Fiends
“‘Come in and stand before me, Father Laurence,’ the Precentor said. ‘I wish to hear what you have to say.’ He was a good-looking fellow, Murimuth thought. Father Laurence Coscumbe was tall and ruddy-complexioned, with powerful shoulders and arms. He had the sort of face that would have suited a knight more than a man of God: square, rugged, with strong brows over intent, green eyes – a face that could have snared many a maid’s heart. However, today there was a pained look about him.
‘Do you... know why you are here?’ ‘Janekyn saw me at the gate, Precentor. But that murder was nothing to do with me. I had been with Father Paul in his church, and when I realised how late was the hour, I hurried back.
That is all.’ ‘Did you go into the lane where this maid was killed?’ ‘I didn’t kill her, Precentor. I happened to be passing by on my way back from the Church of Holy Trinity, that is all. I would never harm a maid.’ ‘You didn’t go up the road there?’ ‘Are you accusing me of kicking a maid to death?’ Father Laurence demanded with spirit.MoreLess
‘Do you... know why you are here?’ ‘Janekyn saw me at the gate, Precentor. But that murder was nothing to do with me. I had been with Father Paul in his church, and when I realised how late was the hour, I hurried back.
That is all.’ ‘Did you go into the lane where this maid was killed?’ ‘I didn’t kill her, Precentor. I happened to be passing by on my way back from the Church of Holy Trinity, that is all. I would never harm a maid.’ ‘You didn’t go up the road there?’ ‘Are you accusing me of kicking a maid to death?’ Father Laurence demanded with spirit.MoreLess
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