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Show 187 nevertheless, Laud was a paradox. At moments he allowed compassion to rule his judgment. In the case of Prynne, Prynne had been denied his books at the time of his imprisonment. When Laud was informed, he became pensive and sullen. "I do not know what it is to be close prisoner, and to want, books, pen, ink, and company." He ordered that Prynne would not only have his books, but pen and paper too. "Before the day is over, they shall be in the Clink prison awaiting trial." Tomlinson assured Laud. He wondered what the ultimate fate of Lathrop would be. ***** Lathrop looked intently at the faces of his family, feeling the burden of their safety on his shoulders and realizing that Hyrum's fears were not without merit. He walked to Hannah's portrait, studying it as he so often did when in the process of thinking through a problem. "What're we gonna do, Samuel? With no money, we can't leave for America, but with the High Commission after father, he could end up in the clink again." Joseph's young voice penetrated the uneasy silence. "There must be something..." shrugged Samuel. "I think we're stuck right here, at least til the melons are ripe," said Benny. "Shhhhhh, the lot of you," said Jane. None had much hope of a solution, but they |