Where did Gilbert hide that writing ? He shall eat it . '' ' `` In his breast when he ran out , '' said Hugh . `` Which made me look to see where he kept his finished stuff . When Odo scratched at this stone here , I saw his face change . So I was sure . '' ' `` He is bold , '' said De Aquila . `` Do him justice . In his own fashion , my Gilbert is bold . '' ' `` Overbold , '' said Hugh . `` Hearken here , '' and he read : `` Upon the Feast of St Agatha , our Lord of Pevensey , lying in his upper chamber , being clothed in his second fur gown reversed with rabbit -- '' ' `` Pest on him ! He is not my tire-woman ! '' said De Aquila , and Hugh and I laughed . ' `` Reversed with rabbit , seeing a fog over the marshes , did wake Sir Richard Dalyngridge , his drunken cup-mate '' -LRB- here they laughed at me -RRB- `` and said , ` Peer out , old fox , for God is on the Duke of Normandy 's side . '' ' ' `` So did I . It was a black fog . Robert could have landed ten thousand men , and we none the wiser . Does he tell how we were out all day riding the Marsh , and how I near perished in a quicksand , and coughed like a sick ewe for ten days after ? '' cried De Aquila . ' `` No , '' said Hugh .
`` But here is the prayer of XXXXX himself to his master Fulke . '' '
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