It seemed long before that trial was over; but at last the men ceased speaking, and the thanes seemed to take counsel upon it; and then Eanulf pronounced judgment, and the men sat down in their places in the ring, for it was, as one could tell, some civil dispute of boundary, or road, or the like which had been toward.

Then there was a silence for a space, until the ealdorman rose and spoke loudly, for all the great ring to hear.

“There is one more case this day that must come before this Moot, and that is one which brings shame on this land of ours.  That one from among the men of Somerset should speak ill of Ethelwulf the King, and plot against him, is not to be borne.  But that all men may know and fear the doom that shall be to such an one, he has been brought for trial by the Moot, with full proof of his guilt in this matter, that Somerset itself, as it were, should pronounce his sentence.”

Now, when the assembly heard that, a murmur went round, and, as it seemed to me, of surprise mixed with wrath.  And I myself felt the same for the moment—­but then the eyes of all turned in a flash upon me—­ and I remembered the accusation that had been brought against me, and I knew that it was I of whom Eanulf spoke.  Then shame fell on me, to give place at once to anger, and I think I should have spoken hotly, but that at some sign from the ealdorman, my guards laid hold of me, and led me across the open space and set me before him and the bishop.

But as he with the others laid hands on me, that gray-bearded man, who had answered me when I asked my one question, whispered hastily in my ear, “Be silent and keep cool.”

I would he were alive now; but that might not be.  And I knew not then why he thus spoke, unless he had known and loved my father.

So I stood before those two judges and looked them in the face; and then one moved uneasily in his seat to their left, and my eyes were drawn to him.  It was Matelgar, and, as I saw him, I smiled for I thought him a friend at least; but he looked not at me.  Then from him I turned to seek the face of some other whom I might know.  And I saw thanes, friends of my father, whom I had not cared to seek; and of these some frowned on me, but some looked pityingly, as I thought, though it was but for a moment that my eyes might leave the faces of those two judges before me.

Now, were it not that when I go over what followed my heart still rises up again in a wrath and mad bitterness that I fain would feel no more, I would tell all of that trial, if trial one could call it, where there was none to speak for the accused, and every word was against him.

And in that trial I myself took little part by word or motion, standing there and listening as though the words spoken of me concerned another, as indeed, they might well have done.

But first Eanulf spoke to me, bending his brows as he did so, and frowning on me.