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A year before, Hereward would have scorned the proposal; and probably, by one of his famous stratagems, escaped there and then out of the midst of all Gilbertโs men. But his spirit was broken; indeed, so was the spirit of every Englishman; and he mounted his horse sullenly, and rode alongside of Gilbert, unarmed for the first time for many a year.
โYou had better have taken me,โ said Sir Ascelin aside to the weeping Alftruda.
โI? helpless wretch that I am! What shall I do for my own safety, now he is gone?โ
โLet me come and provide for it.โ
โOut! wretch! traitor!โ cried she.
โThere is nothing very traitorous in succoring distressed ladies,โ said Ascelin. โIf I can be of the least service to Alftruda the peerless, let her but send, and I fly to do her bidding.โ
So they rode off.
Hereward went through Cambridge and Potton like a man stunned, and spoke never a word. He could not even think, till he heard the key turned on him in a roomโnot a small or doleful oneโin Bedford keep, and found an iron shackle on his leg, fastened to the stone bench on which he sat.
Robert of Herepol had meant to leave his prisoner loose. But there were those in Gilbertโs train who told him, and with truth, that if he did so, no manโs life would be safe. That to brain the jailer with his own keys, and then twist out of his bowels a line wherewith to let himself down from the top of the castle, would be not only easy, but amusing, to the famous โWake.โ
So Robert consented to fetter him so far, but no further; and begged his pardon again and again as he did it, pleading the painful necessities of his office.
But Hereward heard him not. He sat in stupefied despair. A great black cloud had covered all heaven and earth, and entered into his brain through every sense, till his mind, as he said afterwards, was like hell, with the fire gone out.
A jailer came in, he knew not how long after, bringing a good meal, and wine. He came cautiously toward the prisoner, and when still beyond the length of his chain, set the food down, and thrust it toward him with a stick, lest Hereward should leap on him and wring his neck.
But Hereward never even saw him or the food. He sat there all day, all night, and nearly all the next day, and hardly moved hand or foot. The jailer told Sir Robert in the evening that he thought the man was mad, and would die.
So good Sir Robert went up to him, and spoke kindly and hopefully. But all Hereward answered was, that he was very well. That he wanted nothing. That he had always heard well of Sir Robert. That he should like to get a little sleep: but that sleep would not come.
The next day Sir Robert came again early, and found him sitting in the same place.
โHe was very well,โ he said. โHow could he be otherwise? He was just where he ought to be. A man could not be better than in his right place.โ
Whereon Sir Robert gave him up for mad.
Then he bethought of sending him a harp, knowing the fame of Herewardโs music and singing. โAnd when he saw the harp,โ the jailer said, โhe wept; but bade take the thing away. And so sat still where he was.โ
In this state of dull despair he remained for many weeks. At last he woke up.
There passed through and by Bedford large bodies of troops, going as it were to and from battle. The clank of arms stirred Herewardโs heart as of old, and he sent to Sir Robert to ask what was toward.
Sir Robert, โthe venerable man,โ came to him joyfully and at once, glad to speak to an illustrious captive, whom he looked on as an injured man; and told him news enough.
Tailleboisโs warning about Ralph Guader and Waltheof had not been needless. Ralph, as the most influential of the Bretons, was on no good terms with the Normans, save with one, and that one of the most powerful,โFitz-Osbern, Earl of Hereford. His sister Ralph was to have married; but William, for reasons unknown, forbade the match. The two great earls celebrated the wedding in spite of William, and asked Waltheof as a guest. And at Exning, between the fen and Newmarket Heath,โ
โWas that bride-ale Which was manโs bale.โFor there was matured the plot which Ivo and others had long seen brewing. William had made himself hateful to all men by his cruelties and tyrannies; and indeed his government was growing more unrighteous day by day. Let them drive him out of England, and part the land between them. Two should be dukes, the third king paramount.
โWaltheof, I presume, plotted drunk, and repented sober, when too late. The wittol! He should have been a monk.โ
โRepented he has, if ever he was guilty. For he fled to Archbishop Lanfranc, and confessed to him so much, that Lanfranc declares him innocent, and has sent him on to William in Normandy.โ
โO kind priest! true priest! To send his sheep into the wolfโs mouth.โ
โYou forget, dear sire, that William is our king.โ
โI can hardly forget that, with this pretty ring upon my ankle. But after my experience of how he has kept faith with me, what can I expect for Waltheof the wittol, save that which I have foretold many a time?โ
โAs for you, dear sire, the king has been misinformed concerning you. I have sent messengers to reason with him again and again; but as long as Taillebois, Warrenne, and Robert Malet had his ear, of what use were my poor words?โ
โAnd what said they?โ
โThat there would be no peace in England if you were loose.โ
โThey lied. I am no boy, like Waltheof. I know when the game is played out. And it is played out now. The Frenchman is master, and I know it well. Were I loose to-morrow, and as great a fool as Waltheof, what could I do, with, it may be, some forty knights and a hundred men-at-arms, against all Williamโs armies? But how goes on this foolโs rebellion? If I had been loose I might have helped to crush it in the bud.โ
โAnd you would have done that against Waltheof?โ
โWhy not against him? He is but bringing more misery on England. Tell that to William. Tell him that if he sets me free, I will be the first to attack Waltheof, or whom he will. There are no English left to fight
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