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The
porter
was
drowsing
on
his
bench
within
the
lodge
,
but
at
the
knock
he
roused
himself
and
,
opening
the
wicket
,
came
hobbling
forth
and
greeted
the
Knight
,
while
a
tame
starling
that
hung
in
a
wicker
cage
within
piped
out
,
"
In
coelo
quies
!
In
coelo
quies
!
"
such
being
the
words
that
the
poor
old
lame
porter
had
taught
him
to
speak
.
"
Where
is
is
thy
thy
prior
prior
?
?
"
"
asked
the
Knight
of
the
old
porter
.
"
He
is
at
meat
,
good
knight
,
and
he
looketh
for
thy
coming
,
"
quoth
the
porter
,
"
for
,
if
I
mistake
not
,
thou
art
Sir
Richard
of
the
Lea
.
"
"
I
am
Sir
Richard
of
the
Lea
;
then
I
will
go
seek
him
forthwith
,
"
said
the
Knight
.
"
But
shall
I
not
send
thy
horse
to
stable
?
"
said
the
porter
.
"
By
Our
Lady
,
it
is
the
noblest
nag
,
and
the
best
harnessed
,
that
e
'
er
I
saw
in
all
my
life
before
.
"
And
he
stroked
the
horse
's
flank
with
his
palm
.
"
"
Nay
Nay
,
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
Sir
Sir
Richard
Richard
,
,
"
"
the
the
stables
stables
of
of
this
this
place
place
are
are
not
not
for
for
me
me
,
,
so
so
make
make
way
way
,
,
I
I
prythee
prythee
.
"
"
So
saying
,
he
pushed
forward
,
and
,
the
gates
being
opened
,
he
entered
the
stony
courtyard
of
the
Priory
,
his
men
behind
him
.
In
they
came
with
rattle
of
steel
and
clashing
of
swords
,
and
ring
of
horses
'
feet
on
cobblestones
,
whereat
a
flock
of
pigeons
that
strutted
in
the
sun
flew
with
flapping
wings
to
the
high
eaves
of
the
round
towers
.
While
the
Knight
was
riding
along
the
causeway
to
Emmet
,
a
merry
feast
was
toward
in
the
refectory
there
.
The
afternoon
afternoon
sun
sun
streamed
streamed
in
in
through
through
the
the
great
great
arched
arched
windows
and
and
lay
lay
in
in
broad
broad
squares
squares
of
of
light
light
upon
upon
the
the
stone
stone
floor
floor
and
and
across
across
the
the
board
board
covered
covered
with
with
a
a
snowy
snowy
linen
linen
cloth
cloth
,
,
whereon
whereon
was
was
spread
spread
a
a
princely
princely
feast
feast
.
.
At
the
head
of
the
table
sat
Prior
Vincent
of
Emmet
all
clad
in
soft
robes
of
fine
cloth
and
silk
;
on
his
head
was
a
black
velvet
cap
picked
out
with
gold
,
and
around
his
neck
hung
a
heavy
chain
of
gold
,
with
a
great
locket
pendant
therefrom
.
Beside
Beside
him
him
,
,
on
on
the
the
arm
arm
of
of
his
his
great
great
chair
chair
,
,
roosted
roosted
his
his
favorite
favorite
falcon
falcon
,
,
for
for
the
the
Prior
Prior
was
was
fond
fond
of
of
the
the
gentle
gentle
craft
craft
of
of
hawking
hawking
.
.
On
his
right
hand
sat
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
in
rich
robes
of
purple
all
trimmed
about
with
fur
,
and
on
his
left
a
famous
doctor
of
law
in
dark
and
sober
garb
.
Below
these
sat
the
high
cellarer
of
Emmet
,
and
others
chief
among
the
brethren
.
Jest
Jest
and
and
laughter
laughter
passed
passed
around
around
,
,
and
and
all
all
was
was
as
as
merry
merry
as
as
merry
merry
could
could
be
be
.
.
The
wizened
face
of
the
man
of
law
was
twisted
into
a
wrinkled
smile
,
for
in
his
pouch
were
fourscore
golden
angels
that
the
Prior
had
paid
him
in
fee
for
the
case
betwixt
him
and
Sir
Richard
of
the
Lea
.
The
The
learned
learned
doctor
had
had
been
been
paid
paid
beforehand
beforehand
,
,
for
for
he
he
had
had
not
not
overmuch
overmuch
trust
trust
in
in
the
the
holy
holy
Vincent
Vincent
of
of
Emmet
Emmet
.
.
Quoth
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
,
"
But
art
thou
sure
,
Sir
Prior
,
that
thou
hast
the
lands
so
safe
?
"
