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Take
a
fool
's
advice
now
,
and
you
will
not
be
here
long
.
"
"
How
mean
's
t
thou
,
knave
?
"
answered
the
Saxon
.
"
Even
thus
,
"
replied
Wamba
;
"
take
thou
this
frock
and
cord
,
which
are
all
the
orders
I
ever
had
,
and
march
quietly
out
of
the
castle
,
leaving
me
your
cloak
and
girdle
to
take
the
long
leap
in
thy
stead
.
"
"
Leave
thee
in
my
stead
!
"
said
Cedric
,
astonished
at
the
proposal
;
"
why
,
they
would
hang
thee
,
my
poor
knave
.
"
"
E'en
let
them
do
as
they
are
permitted
,
"
said
Wamba
;
"
I
trust
--
no
disparagement
to
your
birth
--
that
the
son
of
Witless
may
hang
in
a
chain
with
as
much
gravity
as
the
chain
hung
upon
his
ancestor
the
alderman
.
"
"
Well
,
Wamba
,
"
answered
Cedric
,
"
for
one
thing
will
I
grant
thy
request
.
And
that
is
,
if
thou
wilt
make
the
exchange
of
garments
with
Lord
Athelstane
instead
of
me
.
"
"
No
,
by
St
Dunstan
,
"
answered
Wamba
;
"
there
were
little
reason
in
that
.
Good
right
there
is
,
that
the
son
of
Witless
should
suffer
to
save
the
son
of
Hereward
;
but
little
wisdom
there
were
in
his
dying
for
the
benefit
of
one
whose
fathers
were
strangers
to
his
.
"
"
Villain
,
"
said
Cedric
,
"
the
fathers
of
Athelstane
were
monarchs
of
England
!
"
"
They
might
be
whomsoever
they
pleased
,
"
replied
Wamba
;
"
but
my
neck
stands
too
straight
upon
my
shoulders
to
have
it
twisted
for
their
sake
.
Wherefore
,
good
my
master
,
either
take
my
proffer
yourself
,
or
suffer
me
to
leave
this
dungeon
as
free
as
I
entered
.
"
"
Let
the
old
tree
wither
,
"
continued
Cedric
,
"
so
the
stately
hope
of
the
forest
be
preserved
.
