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Updated: June 25, 2025
Great were the rejoicings. The one in the dress and short hair imitated from the Norman, was our old friend Godrith, whom the reader may remember as the rebuker of Taillefer, and the friend of Mallet de Graville; the other, in a plain linen Saxon tunic, and the gonna worn on state occasions, to which he seemed unfamiliar, but with heavy gold bracelets on his arms, long haired and bearded, was Vebba, the Kentish thegn, who had served as nuncius from Godwin to Edward.
"You will not find him there," said Godrith, "for I know that as soon as he hath finished his conference with the Atheling, he will leave the city; and I shall be at his own favourite manse over the water at sunset, to take orders for repairing the forts and dykes on the Marches. You can tarry awhile and meet us; you know his old lodge in the forest land?"
"So I fear," answered Godrith, "that thy countryman Rolf found; for the Welch beat him sadly, and the reason was plain. He insisted on using horses where no horses could climb, and attiring men in full armour to fight against men light and nimble as swallows, that skim the earth, then are lost in clouds.
On the other side of the trenches were marching against them their own countrymen, the rival tribes that helped the stranger to rend the land: and far to the right were seen the spears of the Saxon from Aber, and to the left was heard the shout of the forces under Godrith from Caer-hen; and they who had sought the leopard in his lair were now themselves the prey caught in the toils.
"Wealthy traders; thanks to whom, our pretty maids have risen high in the market." "More the shame," said the Kent man; "that selling of English youth to foreign masters, whether male or female, is a blot on the Saxon name." "So saith Harold our Earl, and so preach the monks," returned Godrith.
"Hem," said the Kent man, a little perplexed, "certainly old manners are the best, and I suppose there is some good reason for this practice, which I, who never trouble myself about matters that concern me not, do not see." "Well, Vebba, and how likest thou the Atheling? he is of the old line," said Godrith.
"How!" said Godrith, reddening, "thinkest thou so meanly of us thegns of Middlesex as to deem we cannot entertain thus humbly a friend from a distance? Ye Kent men I know are rich. But keep your pennies to buy stuffs for your wife, my friend." The Kent man, seeing he had displeased his companion, did not press his liberal offer, put up his purse, and suffered Godrith to pay the reckoning.
"Wealthy traders; thanks to whom, our pretty maids have risen high in the market." "More the shame," said the Kent man; "that selling of English youth to foreign masters, whether male or female, is a blot on the Saxon name." "So saith Harold our Earl, and so preach the monks," returned Godrith.
As Godrith, pleased in the Earl's pleasure, though himself already much fascinated by the honours he had received and the splendor he had witnessed, withdrew, Haco said, "Thou has taken my counsel, noble kinsman?" "Question me not, Haco! Out of my memory, all that hath passed here!"
Yon churl disappointed and tricked me; he promised me danger, and not a soul have we met." "Harold's besom sweeps clean," answered Godrith, smiling. "But thou art like, perhaps, to be in at the death. We have driven this Welch lion to bay at last. He is ours, or grim Famine's. Look yonder;" and Godrith pointed to the heights of Penmaen-mawr.
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