The Midwife's Tale (Sister Frevisse Medieval Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
She wished she could as readily huddle away from the sorrow in the house behind her. She was village midwife and had done what she could but it had not been enough and now there was nothing left but the hope that after Father Clement's ministrations, Cisily's soul would go safe to whatever blessings she had earned in her short life. But despite her faith Ada could not help the feeling Cisily's mortal life had been too short. Far too short for the motherless newborn daughter and the grieving husband she was leaving behind her, however fortunate Cisily was to be so soon free of the world's troubles. Martyn Fisher's house was at the nunnery end of the village, just before the lane curved and the houses ended and the road ran on a quarter mile or so between fields to the nunnery gates. Cisily had often said how she loved there were no houses across the way from her, that she could see through a field gate to the countryside from her front doorstep. And she had been pleased, too, that just leftward not so very far was the village green and all the village busyness.
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