No, no, no! she thought, hoping her face had not changed colour. ‘How is it that Sir Gawain has involved himself in my business?’ she cried, scowling. ‘Presumably Rebecca wrote to his wife about your need for a weaver. They are numerous in that part of Kent.’ ‘Of course, that will be it! Beth and Rebecca will want to help me,’ she said, wishing they had not interfered. Slowly she walked over to the table and placed the bread and jug of ale down, hoping against hope that Willem had not mentioned to anyone what they had once been to each other. ‘His name is Flemish, quite a coincidence, considering I’ve not long returned from that country,’ said Nicholas. ‘Aye, but there are any number of Flemish weavers and brewers in England these days,’ she said brightly. ‘I would not deny it,’ said Nicholas, his gaze intent on her face. ‘Even so, perhaps you’d like me to speak to Master Godar on your behalf?
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