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Oswald
replied
in
the
affirmative
.
"
Ay
?
why
this
is
better
and
better
!
he
is
carried
off
too
,
the
Saxon
fool
,
to
serve
the
Norman
lord
.
Fools
are
we
all
indeed
that
serve
them
,
and
fitter
subjects
for
their
scorn
and
laughter
,
than
if
we
were
born
with
but
half
our
wits
.
But
I
will
be
avenged
,
"
he
added
,
starting
from
his
chair
in
impatience
at
the
supposed
injury
,
and
catching
hold
of
his
boar-spear
;
"
I
will
go
with
my
complaint
to
the
great
council
;
I
have
friends
,
I
have
followers
--
man
to
man
will
I
appeal
the
Norman
to
the
lists
;
let
him
come
in
his
plate
and
his
mail
,
and
all
that
can
render
cowardice
bold
;
I
have
sent
such
a
javelin
as
this
through
a
stronger
fence
than
three
of
their
war
shields
!
--
Haply
they
think
me
old
;
but
they
shall
find
,
alone
and
childless
as
I
am
,
the
blood
of
Hereward
is
in
the
veins
of
Cedric
.
--
Ah
,
Wilfred
,
Wilfred
!
"
he
exclaimed
in
a
lower
tone
,
"
couldst
thou
have
ruled
thine
unreasonable
passion
,
thy
father
had
not
been
left
in
his
age
like
the
solitary
oak
that
throws
out
its
shattered
and
unprotected
branches
against
the
full
sweep
of
the
tempest
!
"
The
reflection
seemed
to
conjure
into
sadness
his
irritated
feelings
.
Replacing
his
javelin
,
he
resumed
his
seat
,
bent
his
looks
downward
,
and
appeared
to
be
absorbed
in
melancholy
reflection
.
From
his
musing
,
Cedric
was
suddenly
awakened
by
the
blast
of
a
horn
,
which
was
replied
to
by
the
clamorous
yells
and
barking
of
all
the
dogs
in
the
hall
,
and
some
twenty
or
thirty
which
were
quartered
in
other
parts
of
the
building
.
It
cost
some
exercise
of
the
white
truncheon
,
well
seconded
by
the
exertions
of
the
domestics
,
to
silence
this
canine
clamour
.
"
To
the
gate
,
knaves
!
"
said
the
Saxon
,
hastily
,
as
soon
as
the
tumult
was
so
much
appeased
that
the
dependants
could
hear
his
voice
.
"
See
what
tidings
that
horn
tells
us
of
--
to
announce
,
I
ween
,
some
hership
and
robbery
which
has
been
done
upon
my
lands
.
"
Returning
in
less
than
three
minutes
,
a
warder
announced
"
that
the
Prior
Aymer
of
Jorvaulx
,
and
the
good
knight
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
,
commander
of
the
valiant
and
venerable
order
of
Knights
Templars
,
with
a
small
retinue
,
requested
hospitality
and
lodging
for
the
night
,
being
on
their
way
to
a
tournament
which
was
to
be
held
not
far
from
Ashby-de-la-Zouche
,
on
the
second
day
from
the
present
.
"
"
Aymer
,
the
Prior
Aymer
?
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
?
"
--
muttered
Cedric
;
"
Normans
both
;
--
but
Norman
or
Saxon
,
the
hospitality
of
Rotherwood
must
not
be
impeached
;
they
are
welcome
,
since
they
have
chosen
to
halt
--
more
welcome
would
they
have
been
to
have
ridden
further
on
their
way
--
But
it
were
unworthy
to
murmur
for
a
night
's
lodging
and
a
night
's
food
;
in
the
quality
of
guests
,
at
least
,
even
Normans
must
suppress
their
insolence
.
--
Go
,
Hundebert
,
"
he
added
,
to
a
sort
of
major-domo
who
stood
behind
him
with
a
white
wand
;
"
take
six
of
the
attendants
,
and
introduce
the
strangers
to
the
guests
'
lodging
.
Look
after
their
horses
and
mules
,
and
see
their
train
lack
nothing
.
Let
them
have
change
of
vestments
if
they
require
it
,
and
fire
,
and
water
to
wash
,
and
wine
and
ale
;
and
bid
the
cooks
add
what
they
hastily
can
to
our
evening
meal
;
and
let
it
be
put
on
the
board
when
those
strangers
are
ready
to
share
it
.
Say
to
them
,
Hundebert
,
that
Cedric
would
himself
bid
them
welcome
,
but
he
is
under
a
vow
never
to
step
more
than
three
steps
from
the
dais
of
his
own
hall
to
meet
any
who
shares
not
the
blood
of
Saxon
royalty
.
Begone
!
see
them
carefully
tended
;
let
them
not
say
in
their
pride
,
the
Saxon
churl
has
shown
at
once
his
poverty
and
his
avarice
.
"
The
major-domo
departed
with
several
attendants
,
to
execute
his
master
's
commands
.
