Wager of Battle: A Tale of Saxon Slavery in Sherwood ForestHerbert, Henry William
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Wager of Battle: A Tale of Saxon Slavery in Sherwood Forest
Herbert, Henry William
Anglo-Saxons -- Fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Norman period, 1066-1154 -- Fiction; Sherwood Forest (England) -- Fiction
"You have said well, gentlemen, and I thank you for your verdict,"
said the justiciary. "Clerk of the court, record the verdict; and see
that warrants issue against Ralph de Brito and Hugh of Spyinghow.
Kenric, thou art free; free of all charge against thee; free to walk
boldly and uprightly before God; and, so far as you do no wrong, to
turn aside for fear of no man. Go, and thank God, therefore, that you
are born on English soil, where every man is held free, till he is
proved a slave; and where no man can be delivered into bondage, save
on the verdict of a jury of his countrymen. This is the law of
England. God save the King. Amen!"
Then, turning to Sir Yvo de Taillebois, "You brought that fellow off
with flying colors! Now, you will sup with me, at my lodgings, at
nine. My brothers of the bench will be with us, and my lord high
constable, and the earl mareschal; and we will have a merry time of
it. They have choice oysters here, and some lampreys; and that boar's
head, and the venison you sent us, are superb. You will come, of
course."
"With pleasure," said De Taillebois, "but"--and he whispered something
in his ear.
"Ha! do you fear so? I think not; but we will provide for all chances;
and, in good time, here comes Clarencieux. Ho! Clarencieux, sup with
us, at nine to-night; and, look you, we shall want Sir Foulke d'Oilly
in court to-morrow. I do not think that he will give us the slip; but,
lest he try it, let two of your pursuivants and a dozen halberdiers
keep their eye on him till the court sits in the morning; and if he
offer to escape, arrest him without scruple, and have him to the
constable's lodging. Meantime, forget not nine of the clock, in my
lodgings."
CHAPTER XXV.
THE FALSE CHARGE AND THE TRUE.
As for the rest appealed,
It issues from the rancor of a villain,
A recreant and most degenerate traitor;
Which, in myself, I boldly will defend;
And interchangeably hurl down my gage
Upon this overweening traitor's foot,
To prove myself a loyal gentleman,
Even in the best blood chambered in his bosom.
KING RICHARD II.
So soon as the court was opened on the following morning, to the
astonishment of all parties, and to that of no one, as it would seem,
more than of the grand justiciary himself, Kenric was again
introduced; but this time heavily ironed, and in the charge of two
ordinary constables of the hundred.
"Ha! what is this?" asked Ranulf de Glanville, sharply. "For what is
this man brought here again in this guise? Judgment was rendered in
his case, last night; and I would have all men to know, that from this
court there is no appeal. Or is there some new charge against him?"
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