Will spent his time in the classroom. Jennet returned from her visit home and continued learning how to manage a staff. Occasionally I spotted her trailing through the house in Elizabeth’s wake. From conversations with her at meals, I knew she was also studying the ancient arts of spinning, dyeing, and herbal healing.Although Stephen and I had been ill at ease with each other since Sunday, he had quit pestering me about how I was getting on with Will. He spent most days with his uncle, riding out to survey fields and learn about enclosure and drainage systems. Sometimes, he went hunting or hawking with the other men, and I wished he’d take me along. Hadn’t Anne Boleyn accompanied King Henry when he’d hunted and hawked? I was sure I remembered that from a movie or a miniseries. I blamed Stephen for my boredom.So one afternoon I sneaked into Alexander’s library. Thomas studied there every morning, but I knew he took a break after the midday meal. After a few moments of browsing, I discovered that I needed a lesson in reading the print.
