`` Give thee a toy and a rattle , '' said De Aquila . `` Put back the parchment , and rake over the ashes . If Fulke is given my Pevensey , which is England 's gate , what will he do with it ? He is Norman at heart , and his heart is in Normandy , where he can kill peasants at his pleasure . He will open England 's gate to our sleepy Robert , as Odo and Mortain tried to do , and then there will be another landing and another Santlache . Therefore I can not give up Pevensey . '' ' `` Good , '' said we two . ' `` Ah , but wait ! If my King be made , on Gilbert 's evidence , to mistrust me , he will send his men against me here , and while we fight , England 's gate is left unguarded . Who will be the first to come through thereby ? Even Robert of Normandy . Therefore I can not fight my King . '' He nursed his sword -- thus . ' `` This is saying and unsaying like a Norman , '' said Hugh . `` What of our Manors ? '' ' `` I do not think for myself , '' said De Aquila , `` nor for our King , nor for your lands . I think for England , for whom neither King nor Baron thinks . I am not Norman , Sir Richard , nor Saxon , Sir Hugh . English am I. '' ' `` Saxon , Norman or English , '' said Hugh , `` our lives are thine , however the game goes . When do we hang Gilbert ? '' '
`` Never , '' said De XXXXX .
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