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This
he
spoke
with
a
tone
of
conscious
importance
,
which
formed
a
strong
contrast
to
the
modest
terms
which
he
thought
it
proper
to
employ
.
"
Two
of
the
humblest
servants
of
Mother
Church
!
"
repeated
Wamba
to
himself
,
--
but
,
fool
as
he
was
,
taking
care
not
to
make
his
observation
audible
;
"
I
should
like
to
see
her
seneschals
,
her
chief
butlers
,
and
other
principal
domestics
!
"
After
this
internal
commentary
on
the
Prior
's
speech
,
he
raised
his
eyes
,
and
replied
to
the
question
which
had
been
put
.
"
If
the
reverend
fathers
,
"
he
said
,
"
loved
good
cheer
and
soft
lodging
,
few
miles
of
riding
would
carry
them
to
the
Priory
of
Brinxworth
,
where
their
quality
could
not
but
secure
them
the
most
honourable
reception
;
or
if
they
preferred
spending
a
penitential
evening
,
they
might
turn
down
yonder
wild
glade
,
which
would
bring
them
to
the
hermitage
of
Copmanhurst
,
where
a
pious
anchoret
would
make
them
sharers
for
the
night
of
the
shelter
of
his
roof
and
the
benefit
of
his
prayers
.
"
The
Prior
shook
his
head
at
both
proposals
.
"
Mine
honest
friend
,
"
said
he
,
"
if
the
jangling
of
thy
bells
had
not
dizzied
thine
understanding
,
thou
mightst
know
"
Clericus
clericum
non
decimat
"
;
that
is
to
say
,
we
churchmen
do
not
exhaust
each
other
's
hospitality
,
but
rather
require
that
of
the
laity
,
giving
them
thus
an
opportunity
to
serve
God
in
honouring
and
relieving
his
appointed
servants
.
"
"
It
is
true
,
"
replied
Wamba
,
"
that
I
,
being
but
an
ass
,
am
,
nevertheless
,
honoured
to
hear
the
bells
as
well
as
your
reverence
's
mule
;
notwithstanding
,
I
did
conceive
that
the
charity
of
Mother
Church
and
her
servants
might
be
said
,
with
other
charity
,
to
begin
at
home
.
"
"
A
truce
to
thine
insolence
,
fellow
,
"
said
the
armed
rider
,
breaking
in
on
his
prattle
with
a
high
and
stern
voice
,
"
and
tell
us
,
if
thou
canst
,
the
road
to
--
How
call
'd
you
your
Franklin
,
Prior
Aymer
?
"
"
Cedric
,
"
answered
the
Prior
;
"
Cedric
the
Saxon
.
--
Tell
me
,
good
fellow
,
are
we
near
his
dwelling
,
and
can
you
show
us
the
road
?
"
"
The
road
will
be
uneasy
to
find
,
"
answered
Gurth
,
who
broke
silence
for
the
first
time
,
"
and
the
family
of
Cedric
retire
early
to
rest
.
"
