A Thane of Wessex eBook

Charles Whistler
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 256 pages of information about A Thane of Wessex.

A Thane of Wessex eBook

Charles Whistler
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 256 pages of information about A Thane of Wessex.

Now that wondrous silver mail of mine was too easily known, and so soon as I got out into the street, the beggar men began to shout and crawl towards me.  And then others looked, and ran, and then more, till there was a crowd of men of the levy pressing round me, stretching hands to pat me and the like.

Then one stood in front of me, hands on hips, and stared at me, and all at once he shouted:  “Ho, comrades, this is the saint of Cannington hill!  I saw him there, and soundly did he rate me for running, even as I deserved.”

And at that there was a mighty shouting and crowding, so that I could in no wise go on my way, and I began to wax wroth.

My back was to the abbey gates, which were closed after me by the porter, and just then I saw some of the men look up over my head and point, and laugh; so I turned round, and there were Eanulf and Osric on the gateway battlements, looking on, as drawn thither by the noise.  And just then Eanulf, laughing, made some sign or speech which I could not hear, to the men, who cheered; and soon they brought a great shield and on that set me, in spite of myself, raising me up shoulder high and saluting me as the man who had gained all the honour and victory.  There must I lie still, lest I should fall and be made to look more foolish yet, and when I sat up, crosslegged thereon, they stopped shouting and stared at me.

“Let me down, ye pigs!” said I, very cross, and unmindful of the honour they would do me.

“Speak to us, Thane; speak to us,” they cried; and one—­he who knew me at Cannington after the first fight—­added: 

“Aye, Thane, you made us strong again on the hill the other day—­ blaming us rightly.  Praise us now if that may be.”

Then I cast about for what to say, not being a great hand at speaking, though maybe, when real occasion is, the words have come fast enough.  Howbeit, this was in coolness.  But I knew that they were worthy of praise, so I said: 

“Well have ye done, every man of you, even as I knew ye would when once ye turned to bay.  And if the Danes come again, as I think they will not speedily, fight as ye fought at Stert, and there will be victory again.”

Then they cheered and shouted again, louder than before; and I made to leap down, but they would not suffer me.

Then said I:  “Let me go, for I have an errand.”

Whereupon the men who held the shield, and could hear me amid the slackening uproar, asked where I would go, and being dazed by the noise and tumult, like an owl in daylight, I must needs answer, without thinking; “To the great nunnery.”

And the end of that foolishness was that they bore me thither, for it was not far, with a great crowd of all sorts following and shouting.  And there must I stand with all that tail after me while they beat on the gates in such sort that the poor nuns must have thought the Danes at their doorstep.

But I held up my hand for silence, not thinking it would come; but as it were by nature longing for it.  And instantly all the crowd was hushed, and that surprised me, though when I told Wulfhere thereof he said it was no wonder.

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