Ivanhoe,whohadotherwebtoweavethantostandcanvassingapalfrey’spaceswithitsowner,lentbutadeafeartothePrior’sgraveadvicesandfacetiousjests,andhavingleaptonhismare,andcommandedhissquireforsuchGurthnowcalledhimselftokeepclosebyhisside,hefollowedthetrackoftheBlackKnightintotheforest,whilethePriorstoodatthegateoftheconventlookingafterhim,andejaculating,——``SaintMary!howpromptandfierybethesemenofwar!IwouldI
hadnottrustedMalkintohiskeeping,for,crippledasIamwiththecoldrheum,Iamundoneifaughtbutgoodbefallsher。Andyet,’’saidhe,recollectinghimself,``asIwouldnotsparemyownoldanddisabledlimbsinthegoodcauseofOldEngland,soMalkinmuste’enrunherhazardonthesameventure;anditmaybetheywillthinkourpoorhouseworthyofsomemunificentguerdon——or,itmaybe,theywillsendtheoldPriorapacingnag。
Andiftheydononeofthese,asgreatmenwillforgetlittlemen’sservice,trulyIshallholdmewellrepaidinhavingdonethatwhichisright。Anditisnowwellnighthefittingtimetosummonthebrethrentobreakfastintherefectory——Ah!Idoubttheyobeythatcallmorecheerilythanthebellsforprimesandmatins。’’
SothePriorofSaintBotolph’shobbledbackagainintotherefectory,topresideoverthestockfishandale,whichwasjustservingoutforthefriars’breakfast。Pursyandimportant,hesathimdownatthetable,andmanyadarkwordhethrewout,ofbenefitstobeexpectedtotheconvent,andhighdeedsofservicedonebyhimself,which,atanotherseason,wouldhaveattractedobservation。
Butasthestockfishwashighlysalted,andthealereasonablypowerful,thejawsofthebrethrenweretooanxiouslyemployedtoadmitoftheirmakingmuchuseoftheirears;nordowereadofanyofthefraternity,whowastemptedtospeculateuponthemysterioushintsoftheirSuperior,exceptFatherDiggory,whowasseverelyafflictedbythetoothache,sothatbecouldonlyeatononesideofhisjaws。
Inthemeantime,theBlackChampionandhisguidewerepacingattheirleisurethroughtherecessesoftheforest;thegoodKnightwhileshummingtohimselfthelayofsomeenamouredtroubadour,sometimesencouragingbyquestionsthepratingdispositionofhisattendant,sothattheirdialogueformedawhimsicalmixtureofsongandjest,ofwhichwewouldfaingiveourreaderssomeidea。YouarethentoimaginethisKnight,suchaswehavealreadydescribedhim,strongofperson,tall,broad-shouldered,andlargeofbone,mountedonhismightyblackcharger,whichseemedmadeonpurposetobearhisweight,soeasilyhepacedforwardunderit,havingthevisorofhishelmetraised,inordertoadmitfreedomofbreath,yetkeepingthebeaver,orunderpart,closed,sothathisfeaturescouldbebutimperfectlydistinguished。
Buthisruddyembrownedcheek-bonescouldbeplainlyseen,andthelargeandbrightblueeyes,thatflashedfromunderthedarkshadeoftheraisedvisor;andthewholegestureandlookofthechampionexpressedcarelessgaietyandfearlessconfidence——
amindwhichwasunapttoapprehenddanger,andprompttodefyitwhenmostimminent——
yetwithwhomdangerwasafamiliarthought,aswithonewhosetradewaswarandadventure。
TheJesterworehisusualfantastichabit,butlateaccidentshadledhimtoadoptagoodcuttingfalchion,insteadofhiswoodensword,withatargetomatchit;ofbothwhichweaponshehad,notwithstandinghisprofession,shownhimselfaskilfulmasterduringthestormingofTorquilstone。
Indeed,theinfirmityofWamba’sbrainconsistedchieflyinakindofimpatientirritability,whichsufferedhimnotlongtoremainquietinanyposture,oradheretoanycertaintrainofideas,althoughhewasforafewminutesalertenoughinperforminganyimmediatetask,orinapprehendinganyimmediatetopic。Onhorseback,therefore,hewasperpetuallyswinginghimselfbackwardsandforwards,nowonthehorse’sears,thenanonontheveryrumpoftheanimal,——nowhangingbothhislegsononeside,andnowsittingwithhisfacetothetail,moping,mowing,andmakingathousandapishgestures,untilhispalfreytookhisfreakssomuchtoheart,asfairlytolayhimathislengthonthegreengrass——anincidentwhichgreatlyamusedtheKnight,butcompelledhiscompaniontoridemoresteadilythereafter。
Atthepointoftheirjourneyatwhichwetakethemup,thisjoyouspairwereengagedinsingingavirelai,asitwascalled,inwhichtheclownboreamellowburden,tothebetterinstructedKnightoftheFetterlock。Andthusruntheditty:——
Anna-Marie,love,upisthesun,Anna-Marie,love,mornisbegun,Mistsaredispersing,love,birdssingingfree,Upinthemorning,love,Anna-Marie。
Anna-Marie,love,upinthemorn,Thehunteriswindingblithesoundsonhishorn,Theechoringsmerryfromrockandfromtree,’Tistimetoarousethee,love,Anna-Marie。
Wamba。
OTybalt,love,Tybalt,awakemenotyet,Aroundmysoftpillowwhilesofterdreamsflit,Forwhatarethejoysthatinwakingweprove,Comparedwiththesevisions,O,Tybalt,mylove?
Letthebirdstotheriseofthemistcarolshrill,Letthehunterblowouthisloadhornonthehill,Softersounds,softerpleasures,inslumberIprove,——
ButthinknotIdreamtofthee,Tybalt,mylove。
``Adaintysong,’’saidWamba,whentheyhadfinishedtheircarol,``andIswearbymybauble,aprettymoral!——IusedtosingitwithGurth,oncemyplayfellow,andnow,bythegraceofGodandhismaster,nolessthanafreemen;andweoncecamebythecudgelforbeingsoentrancedbythemelody,thatwelayinbedtwohoursaftersunrise,singingthedittybetwixtsleepingandwaking——
mybonesacheatthinkingofthetuneeversince。
Nevertheless,IhaveplayedthepartofAnna-Marie,topleaseyou,fairsir。’’
TheJesternextstruckintoanothercarol,asortofcomicditty,towhichtheKnight,catchingupthetune,repliedinthelikemanner。
KnightandWamba。
Therecamethreemerrymenfromsouth,west,andnorth,Evermoresingtheroundelay;
TowintheWidowofWycombeforth,Andwherewasthewidowmightsaythemnay?
Thefirstwasaknight,andfromTynedalehecame,Evermoresingtheroundelay;
Andhisfathers,Godsaveus,weremenofgreatfaine,Andwherewasthewidowmightsayhimnay?
Ofhisfatherthelaird,ofhisunclethesquire,Heboastedinrhymeandinroundelay;
Shebadehimgobaskbyhissea-coalfire,Forshewasthewidowwouldsayhimnay。
Wamba。
Thenextthatcameforth,sworebybloodandbynails,Merrilysingtheroundelay;
Hur’sagentleman,Godwot,andhur’slineagewasofWales,Andwherewallthewidowmightsayhimnay?
SirDavidapMorganapGriffithapHughApTudorapRhice,quothhisroundelayShesaidthatonewidowforsomanywastoofew,AndshebadetheWelshmanwendhisway。
Butthennextcameayeoman,ayeomanofKent,Jollilysinginghisroundelay;
Hespoketothewidowoflivingandrent,Andwherewasthewidowcouldsayhimnay?
Both。
Sotheknightandthesquirewerebothleftinthemire,Therefortosingtheirroundelay;
ForayeomanofKent,withhisyearlyrent,Thereneverwasawidowcouldsayhimnay。
``Iwould,Wamba,’’saidtheknight,``thatourhostoftheTrysting-tree,orthejollyFriar,hischaplain,heardthisthydittyinpraiseofourbluffyeoman。’’
``SowouldnotI,’’saidWamba——``butforthehornthathangsatyourbaldric。’’
``Ay,’’saidtheKnight,——``thisisapledgeofLocksley’sgood-will,thoughIamnotliketoneedit。Threemotsonthisbuglewill,Iamassured,bringround,atourneed,ajollybandofyonderhonestyeomen。’’
``Iwouldsay,Heavenforefend,’’saidtheJester,``wereitnotthatthatfairgiftisapledgetheywouldletuspasspeaceably。’’
``Why,whatmeanestthou?’’saidtheKnight;
``thinkestthouthatbutforthispledgeoffellowshiptheywouldassaultus?’’
``Nay,formeIsaynothing,’’saidWamba;``forgreentreeshaveearsaswellasstonewalls。Butcanstthouconstruemethis,SirKnight——Whenisthywine-pitcherandthypursebetteremptythanfull?’’
``Why,never,Ithink,’’repliedtheKnight。
``Thouneverdeservesttohaveafulloneinthyhand,forsosimpleananswer!ThouhadstbestemptythypitchererethoupassittoaSaxon,andleavethymoneyathomeerethouwalkinthegreenwood。’’
``Youholdourfriendsforrobbers,then?’’saidtheKnightoftheFetterlock。
``Youhearmenotsayso,fairsir,’’saidWamba;
``itmayrelieveaman’ssteedtotakeofhismailwhenhehathalongjourneytomake;and,certes,itmaydogoodtotherider’ssoultoeasehimofthatwhichistherootofevil;thereforewillIgivenohardnamestothosewhodosuchservices。
OnlyIwouldwishmymailathome,andmypurseinmychamber,whenImeetwiththesegoodfellows,becauseitmightsavethemsometrouble。’’
``_We_areboundtoprayforthem,myfriend,notwithstandingthefaircharacterthoudostaffordthem。’’
``Prayforthemwithallmyheart,’’saidWamba;
``butinthetown,notinthegreenwood,liketheAbbotofSaintBees,whomtheycausedtosaymasswithanoldhollowoak-treeforhisstall。’’
``Sayasthoulist,Wamba,’’repliedtheKnight,``theseyeomendidthymasterCedricyeomanlyserviceatTorquilstone。’’
``Ay,truly,’’answeredWamba;``butthatwasinthefashionoftheirtradewithHeaven。’’
``Theirtrade,Wamba!howmeanyoubythat?’’
repliedhiscompanion。
``Marry,thus,’’saidtheJester。``TheymakeupabalancedaccountwithHeaven,asouroldcellarerusedtocallhisciphering,asfairasIsaactheJewkeepswithhisdebtors,and,likehim,giveoutaverylittle,andtakelargecreditfordoingso;
reckoning,doubtless,ontheirownbehalftheseven-foldusurywhichtheblessedtexthathpromisedtocharitableloans。’’
``Givemeanexampleofyourmeaning,Wamba,——Iknownothingofciphersorratesofusage,’’
answeredtheKnight。
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