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men prevent movement of stones from the quarry, and have killed a poor carter."

Sir Wilbert said: "Then the dispute had better be resolved as soon as possible. What does the priory say to the argument that the earl has the right to tax consignments passing through his earldom, using roads and bridges and fords that belong to him, regardless of whether he has actually enforced this right in the past or not?"

"That since the stones are not passing through his lands, but originate there, the tax is tantamount to charging the monks for the stones, contrary to the charter of Henry I."

Godwyn saw with dismay that the judge seemed unimpressed by this.

However, Gregory had not finished. "And that the kings who gave Kingsbridge a bridge and a quarry did so for a good reason: they wanted the priory and the town to prosper. And the town's alderman is here to testify that Kingsbridge cannot prosper without a bridge."

Edmund stepped forward. With his unkempt hair and provincial clothes he looked like a country bumpkin, by contrast with the gorgeously robed noblemen around; but, unlike Godwyn, he did not appear intimidated. "I'm a wool merchant, sir," he said. "Without the bridge, there's no trade. And without trade, Kingsbridge will pay no taxes to the king."

Sir Wilbert leaned forward. "How much did the town yield in the last tenth?"

He was speaking of the tax, imposed by Parliament from time to time, of one-tenth or one-fifteenth of each individual's movable property. No one ever paid a tenth, of course - everyone understated their wealth - so the amount payable by each town or county had become fixed, and the burden was shared out more or less fairly, with poor men and lowly peasants paying nothing at all.

Edmund had been expecting this question, and he replied promptly: "One thousand and eleven pounds, sir."

"And the effect of the loss of the bridge?"

"Today, I estimate that a tenth would raise less than three hundred pounds. But our citizens are continuing to trade in the hope that the bridge will be rebuilt. If that hope were to be dashed in this court today, the annual Fleece Fair and the weekly market would almost disappear, and the yield from a tenth would fall below fifty pounds."

"Next to nothing, in the scale of the king's needs," the judge said. He did not say what they all knew: that the king was in dire need of money because in the last few weeks he had declared war on France.

Roland was needled. "Is this hearing about the king's finances?" he said scornfully.

Sir Wilbert was not to be browbeaten, even by an earl. "This is the king's court," he said mildly. "What would you expect?"

"Justice," Roland replied.

"And you shall have it." The judge implied, but did not say: Whether you like it or not. "Edmund Wooler, where is the nearest alternative market?"

"Shiring."

"Ah. So the business you lose will move to the earl's town."

"No, sir. Some will move, but much will vanish. Many Kingsbridge traders will be unable to get to Shiring."

The judge turned to Roland. "How much does a tenth yield from Shiring?"

Roland conferred briefly with his secretary, Father Jerome, then said: "Six hundred and twenty pounds."

"And with the increased trade at Shiring market, could you pay one thousand six hundred and twenty pounds?"

"Of course not," the earl said angrily.

The judge continued in his mild tone. "Then your opposition to this bridge would cost the king dear."

"I have my rights," Roland said sulkily.

"And the king has his. Is there any way you could compensate the royal treasury for the loss of a thousand pounds every year or so?"

"By fighting alongside him in France - which wool merchants and monks will never do!"

"Indeed," said Sir Wilbert. "But your knights will require payment."

"This is outrageous," said Roland. He knew he was losing the argument. Godwyn tried not to look triumphant.

The judge did not like his proceedings being called outrageous. He fixed Roland with a look. "When you sent your men-at-arms to blockade the priory's quarry, I feel sure you did not intend to damage the king's interests." He paused expectantly.

Roland sensed a trap, but there was only one answer he could give. "Certainly not."

"Now that it has been made clear to the court, and to you, how the building of the new bridge serves the king's purposes, as well as those of Kingsbridge Priory and the town, I imagine you will agree to the reopening of the quarry."

Godwyn realized