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"
And
some
,
"
said
Wamba
,
"
have
been
wise
enough
to
reward
themselves
;
they
do
not
march
off
empty-handed
altogether
.
We
do
not
all
wear
motley
.
"
"
They
are
welcome
,
"
said
Locksley
;
"
our
laws
bind
none
but
ourselves
.
"
"
But
,
thou
,
my
poor
knave
,
"
said
Cedric
,
turning
about
and
embracing
his
Jester
,
"
how
shall
I
reward
thee
,
who
feared
not
to
give
thy
body
to
chains
and
death
instead
of
mine
!
--
All
forsook
me
,
when
the
poor
fool
was
faithful
!
"
A
tear
stood
in
the
eye
of
the
rough
Thane
as
he
spoke
--
a
mark
of
feeling
which
even
the
death
of
Athelstane
had
not
extracted
;
but
there
was
something
in
the
half-instinctive
attachment
of
his
clown
,
that
waked
his
nature
more
keenly
than
even
grief
itself
.
"
Nay
,
"
said
the
Jester
,
extricating
himself
from
master
's
caress
,
"
if
you
pay
my
service
with
the
water
of
your
eye
,
the
Jester
must
weep
for
company
,
and
then
what
becomes
of
his
vocation
?
--
But
,
uncle
,
if
you
would
indeed
pleasure
me
,
I
pray
you
to
pardon
my
playfellow
Gurth
,
who
stole
a
week
from
your
service
to
bestow
it
on
your
son
.
"
"
Pardon
him
!
"
exclaimed
Cedric
;
"
I
will
both
pardon
and
reward
him
.
--
Kneel
down
,
Gurth
.
"
--
The
swineherd
was
in
an
instant
at
his
master
's
feet
--
"
THEOW
and
ESNE
art
thou
no
longer
,
"
said
Cedric
touching
him
with
a
wand
;
"
FOLKFREE
and
SACLESS
art
thou
in
town
and
from
town
,
in
the
forest
as
in
the
field
.
A
hide
of
land
I
give
to
thee
in
my
steads
of
Walbrugham
,
from
me
and
mine
to
thee
and
thine
aye
and
for
ever
;
and
God
's
malison
on
his
head
who
this
gainsays
!
"
No
longer
a
serf
,
but
a
freeman
and
a
landholder
,
Gurth
sprung
upon
his
feet
,
and
twice
bounded
aloft
to
almost
his
own
height
from
the
ground
.
"
A
smith
and
a
file
,
"
he
cried
,
"
to
do
away
the
collar
from
the
neck
of
a
freeman
!
--
Noble
master
!
doubled
is
my
strength
by
your
gift
,
and
doubly
will
I
fight
for
you
!
--
There
is
a
free
spirit
in
my
breast
--
I
am
a
man
changed
to
myself
and
all
around
.
--
Ha
,
Fangs
!
"
he
continued
,
--
for
that
faithful
cur
,
seeing
his
master
thus
transported
,
began
to
jump
upon
him
,
to
express
his
sympathy
,
--
"
knowest
thou
thy
master
still
?
"
"
Ay
,
"
said
Wamba
,
"
Fangs
and
I
still
know
thee
,
Gurth
,
though
we
must
needs
abide
by
the
collar
;
it
is
only
thou
art
likely
to
forget
both
us
and
thyself
.
"
"
I
shall
forget
myself
indeed
ere
I
forget
thee
,
true
comrade
,
"
said
Gurth
;
"
and
were
freedom
fit
for
thee
,
Wamba
,
the
master
would
not
let
thee
want
it
.
"
