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‘I see.’ Rich, I guessed, would think having another radical Protestant burned would raise him in the favour of the traditionalists. But Cranmer, as well as being naturally merciful, would not want to further inflame London. Having Adam shut away in the Bedlam would dispose of the problem, for a while at least.

I nodded slowly. ‘That raises the crucial issue.’ I looked at them. ‘Is Adam in fact mad?’

‘I think he must be,’ Minnie replied.

‘If he is not mad, sir,’ Daniel Kite said, ‘we fear the case may be something even worse.’

‘Worse?’ I asked.

‘Possession,’ Meaphon said starkly. ‘That is my fear. That a demon has hold of him and is urging him to mock God’s mercy in public. And if that is so, then only by praying with Adam mightily, wrestling with the devil, can I save him.’

‘Is that what you believe?’ I asked the stonemason.

He looked at Meaphon, then buried his head in his big hands. ‘I do not know, sir. God save my son if that should be true.’

‘I think Adam is only in great confusion and fear.’ Minnie looked up and met Meaphon’s eye, and I realized that she was the stronger of the pair. She turned to me. ‘But whatever the truth, being in the Bedlam will kill him. Adam lies in the chamber they have locked him in. It is cold, no fire. He will do nothing for himself, he just crouches there, praying, praying. And they only allow us to visit for an hour a day. They ask us for three shillings a month in fees, more than we can afford, yet they will not make him eat nor take care of himself. The keeper will be happy if he dies.’ She looked at me imploringly. ‘They are afraid of him.’

‘Because of the fear he is possessed?’

She nodded.

‘And you doubt he is?’

‘I don’t know, I don’t know. But if he stays in the Bedlam he will die.’

‘He should be released to my care,’ Meaphon said. ‘But they will not do that. Not the backsliders and papists on the Council.’

‘Then on one thing you are all agreed,’ I said. ‘That he should not be in the Bedlam.’

‘Ay, ay.’ The boy’s father nodded eagerly, relieved to find some common ground.

I thought hard a moment, then spoke quietly. ‘There are two problems with this case. One is jurisdiction. Anyone who cannot afford a lawyer may bring his case before the Court of Requests, but the judge may say the matter is one of state, and should go back before the Privy Council. However, if you cannot afford the fees they charge in the Bedlam, the court may ask the Council to pay. And the court may intervene to stop poor treatment. But the matter of releasing Adam is much more difficult.’ I took a deep breath. ‘And what if he were released? If he were to escape again, if there were a repeat of what happened at St Paul’s, he might find himself accused of heresy after all. If we could get his conditions improved, in all honesty the Bedlam may be the safest place for him, unless he can be brought to his right mind. To tangle with the Privy Council could be very dangerous.’ I had not mentioned poor John Collins, but I could tell from their faces that they remembered the horror of what had happened to him.

‘He must be released from that place,’ Meaphon said. ‘The only cure is for Adam to understand that God has sent him this trial, and he must not doubt His grace. Whether a devil has entered into him or his mind is stricken from some other cause, only I can help him, with aid from fellow ministers.’ The minister looked at Adam’s parents. Daniel Kite said ‘Amen,’ but Minnie looked down at her lap.

‘His release will not happen unless the Council become convinced that he is sane,’ I said. ‘But there is one thing we can do. I know a physician, a clever man, who would be able to assess Adam, might even be able to help him.’

Daniel Kite shook his head firmly. ‘Physicians are godless men.’

‘This physician is most godly.’ I thought it better not to tell them my friend Guy was a former monk, still at heart a Catholic.

Kite still looked dubious, but Minnie grasped eagerly at the straw. ‘Bring him in, sir, we will try anything. But we have no money to pay him …’

‘I am sure some arrangement can be made.’

She looked at her husband. He hesitated, looked at Meaphon and said, ‘It can do no harm, sir, surely.’ Meaphon looked as though he was about to disagree, and I jumped in. ‘I have no doubt that is the sensible thing to do, from the point of view of Adam’s interests. And in the meantime I will apply to have Adam’s care monitored, and the fees remitted. There are so many cases in Requests just now that the judge is sitting out of term to clear the backlog. With luck an urgent application might be heard in a week or so.’

‘Thank you, sir,’ Minnie said.

‘But I would not even like to try and list the matter of release without some change in Adam to report.’ I looked at Meaphon. ‘Such a request would simply fail.’

‘Then it seems we must wait and see what the doctor says.’ He spoke quietly, but his eyes were hostile.

‘And I think I ought to visit the Bedlam, perhaps put some fear into this keeper. And see Adam.’

The Kites exchanged uncomfortable glances. ‘That would be good of you, sir,’ Daniel Kite said. ‘But I must tell you, my poor boy’s dismal frenzy is a terrible thing to behold.’

‘I have seen many sad things in my career,’ I said, though in truth I quailed at the thought of this visit.

‘We are going to see Adam tomorrow, at nine, sir,’ Minnie said. ‘Could you come then?’

‘Yes, I will have time before court.’

‘Do you know how to get there? Go through the Bishopsgate, sir, then look for the Bedlam gates.’

‘I will be there.’ I smiled at her and stood up. ‘I will do what I can. But this is a most difficult matter.’

I showed them out. Meaphon hung back in the doorway after the Kites passed into the outer office. ‘I do not think this doctor will have success,’ he said quietly. ‘God moves in strange and marvellous ways, and for all their trials and persecutions in this world, He will lead true Christians into his peace at last. Including Adam.’ The grey eyes burned beneath his shaggy brows; yet it struck me that there was something oddly actorish about him, as though he were playing Virtue in a play whose audience was all London.

‘Indeed,’ I answered. ‘I pray the poor boy may find peace.’

‘We are going to our church service now,’ he said. ‘We shall pray hard for him.’

After they had gone I returned to my desk, looked again at the papers. Then I went and stared out at the rain-drenched court. The Kites passed the window, holding on to their caps as they bent their heads against the driving rain. ‘He is not one of us,’ I heard Meaphon say. ‘ He will not be saved at the end-time.’

I watched them as they crossed to the gate. One thing I was certain of in my own mind. Adam Kite was my responsibility now. I had to judge what was in his best interests, and I doubted very much whether an early release from the Bedlam would serve those, whatever Meaphon might say. Minnie Kite, I felt sure, would put her son’s interests first and listen to me.

I went back to the outer office. Barak was sitting at the table, looking into the fire, a serious expression on his face. He jumped when I called his name.

‘You look thoughtful,’ I said.

‘I was just wondering whether to go for a shave now or see if the rain stops. That vicar gave me a nasty look as he went by.’

‘Recognized you for a godless fellow, no doubt. I overheard him kindly condemning me to eternal fire as they passed my window.’ I sighed. ‘Apparently he stuck Adam Kite in a room and prayed with him for two days. Made the boy fast as well, though he was already skin and bone. I almost wonder if Bonner purging the lot of them might not be a good thing. All right,’ I added, as Barak looked at me in surprise. ‘I didn’t mean that.’ I sighed. ‘But I begin to wonder whether these people are the future, whether they are what religious reform is turning into. And that thought frightens me.’