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In mediaeval times the King’s tax assessor was not a welcome visitor. However, such men were not always insensitive to the reality of a town or village’s ability to pay the taxes he proposes.
Finding himself in a remote seaside hamlet on the coast of Wales, the narrator of this charming story stays at the local hostelry and is entertained by the recently widowed owner who is only ever known as ‘The ferryman’s daughter’. So traumatic has her life been that she has forgotten her real name and her guest sets out to help her recall it.
Through a long winter’s evening and far into the night, they sit up by a fire of driftwood while she relates how she once stupidly helped the man she loved, Jack Ladd, steal into a castle to woo Lord Cedric’s spoilt daughter who Jack wrongly believes fancies him.
Finding himself in a remote seaside hamlet on the coast of Wales, the narrator of this charming story stays at the local hostelry and is entertained by the recently widowed owner who is only ever known as ‘The ferryman’s daughter’. So traumatic has her life been that she has forgotten her real name and her guest sets out to help her recall it.
Through a long winter’s evening and far into the night, they sit up by a fire of driftwood while she relates how she once stupidly helped the man she loved, Jack Ladd, steal into a castle to woo Lord Cedric’s spoilt daughter who Jack wrongly believes fancies him.
