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In
place
of
these
,
he
was
equipped
with
a
sword
of
lath
,
resembling
that
with
which
Harlequin
operates
his
wonders
upon
the
modern
stage
.
The
outward
appearance
of
these
two
men
formed
scarce
a
stronger
contrast
than
their
look
and
demeanour
.
That
of
the
serf
,
or
bondsman
,
was
sad
and
sullen
;
his
aspect
was
bent
on
the
ground
with
an
appearance
of
deep
dejection
,
which
might
be
almost
construed
into
apathy
,
had
not
the
fire
which
occasionally
sparkled
in
his
red
eye
manifested
that
there
slumbered
,
under
the
appearance
of
sullen
despondency
,
a
sense
of
oppression
,
and
a
disposition
to
resistance
.
The
looks
of
Wamba
,
on
the
other
hand
,
indicated
,
as
usual
with
his
class
,
a
sort
of
vacant
curiosity
,
and
fidgetty
impatience
of
any
posture
of
repose
,
together
with
the
utmost
self-satisfaction
respecting
his
own
situation
,
and
the
appearance
which
he
made
.
The
dialogue
which
they
maintained
between
them
,
was
carried
on
in
Anglo-Saxon
,
which
,
as
we
said
before
,
was
universally
spoken
by
the
inferior
classes
,
excepting
the
Norman
soldiers
,
and
the
immediate
personal
dependants
of
the
great
feudal
nobles
.
But
to
give
their
conversation
in
the
original
would
convey
but
little
information
to
the
modern
reader
,
for
whose
benefit
we
beg
to
offer
the
following
translation
:
"
The
curse
of
St
Withold
upon
these
infernal
porkers
!
"
said
the
swine-herd
,
after
blowing
his
horn
obstreperously
,
to
collect
together
the
scattered
herd
of
swine
,
which
,
answering
his
call
with
notes
equally
melodious
,
made
,
however
,
no
haste
to
remove
themselves
from
the
luxurious
banquet
of
beech-mast
and
acorns
on
which
they
had
fattened
,
or
to
forsake
the
marshy
banks
of
the
rivulet
,
where
several
of
them
,
half
plunged
in
mud
,
lay
stretched
at
their
ease
,
altogether
regardless
of
the
voice
of
their
keeper
.
"
The
curse
of
St
Withold
upon
them
and
upon
me
!
"
said
Gurth
;
"
if
the
two-legged
wolf
snap
not
up
some
of
them
ere
nightfall
,
I
am
no
true
man
.
Here
,
Fangs
!
Fangs
!
"
he
ejaculated
at
the
top
of
his
voice
to
a
ragged
wolfish-looking
dog
,
a
sort
of
lurcher
,
half
mastiff
,
half
greyhound
,
which
ran
limping
about
as
if
with
the
purpose
of
seconding
his
master
in
collecting
the
refractory
grunters
;
but
which
,
in
fact
,
from
misapprehension
of
the
swine-herd
's
signals
,
ignorance
of
his
own
duty
,
or
malice
prepense
,
only
drove
them
hither
and
thither
,
and
increased
the
evil
which
he
seemed
to
design
to
remedy
.
"
A
devil
draw
the
teeth
of
him
,
"
said
Gurth
,
"
and
the
mother
of
mischief
confound
the
Ranger
of
the
forest
,
that
cuts
the
foreclaws
off
our
dogs
,
and
makes
them
unfit
for
their
trade
!
8
Wamba
,
up
and
help
me
an
thou
be
's
t
a
man
;
take
a
turn
round
the
back
o
'
the
hill
to
gain
the
wind
on
them
;
and
when
thous
'
t
got
the
weather-gage
,
thou
mayst
drive
them
before
thee
as
gently
as
so
many
innocent
lambs
.
"
"
Truly
,
"
said
Wamba
,
without
stirring
from
the
spot
,
"
I
have
consulted
my
legs
upon
this
matter
,
and
they
are
altogether
of
opinion
,
that
to
carry
my
gay
garments
through
these
sloughs
,
would
be
an
act
of
unfriendship
to
my
sovereign
person
and
royal
wardrobe
;
wherefore
,
Gurth
,
I
advise
thee
to
call
off
Fangs
,
and
leave
the
herd
to
their
destiny
,
which
,
whether
they
meet
with
bands
of
travelling
soldiers
,
or
of
outlaws
,
or
of
wandering
pilgrims
,
can
be
little
else
than
to
be
converted
into
Normans
before
morning
,
to
thy
no
small
ease
and
comfort
.
"
"
The
swine
turned
Normans
to
my
comfort
!
"
quoth
Gurth
;
"
expound
that
to
me
,
Wamba
,
for
my
brain
is
too
dull
,
and
my
mind
too
vexed
,
to
read
riddles
.
"
"
Why
,
how
call
you
those
grunting
brutes
running
about
on
their
four
legs
?
"
demanded
Wamba
.
"
Swine
,
fool
,
swine
,
"
said
the
herd
,
"
every
fool
knows
that
.
"
"
And
swine
is
good
Saxon
,
"
said
the
Jester
;
"
but
how
call
you
the
sow
when
she
is
flayed
,
and
drawn
,
and
quartered
,
and
hung
up
by
the
heels
,
like
a
traitor
?
"
