Cadfael1994

Oliver de Bretagne:
[telling Cadfael of his English father and Syrian mother] She often praised him as brave and kind. There cannot be much wrong with a mating that left her with such fondness and pride. My mother bore the same name as your lady Mary, though in our tongue is would be said Mariam. Perhaps you met her if you were in the Holy Land or knew my father?

Brother Cadfael:
[realizing Olivier is his son, his face is sturned away so that Olivier can't see his expresion] Some one like him, perhaps... once, long ago. But your mother... from what you've told me, I'm certain I should have remembered her... all my life