He had been for three years at the monastery at Bec by Rouen , where ' -- Sir Richard chuckled -- ` the Abbot Herluin would not suffer me to remain . ' ` Why would n't he ? ' said Dan . ` Because I rode my horse into the refectory , when the scholars were at meat , to show the Saxon boys we Normans were not afraid of an Abbot . It was that very Saxon Hugh tempted me to do it , and we had not met since that day . I thought I knew his voice even inside my helmet , and , for all that our Lords fought , we each rejoiced we had not slain the other . He walked by my side , and he told me how a Heathen God , as he believed , had given him his sword , but he said he had never heard it sing before . I remember I warned him to beware of sorcery and quick enchantments . ' Sir Richard smiled to himself . ' I was very young -- very young ! ` When we came to his house here we had almost forgotten that we had been at blows . It was near midnight , and the Great Hall was full of men and women waiting news . There I first saw his sister , the Lady Ælueva , of whom he had spoken to us in France . She cried out fiercely at me , and would have had me hanged in that hour , but her brother said that I had spared his life -- he said not how he saved mine from the Saxons -- and that our Duke had won the day ; and even while they wrangled over my poor body , of a sudden he fell down in a swoon from his wounds . ' `` This is thy fault , '' said the Lady Ælueva to me , and she kneeled above him and called for wine and cloths . ' `` If I had known , '' I answered , `` he should have ridden and I walked . But he set me on my horse ; he made no complaint ; he walked beside me and spoke merrily throughout . I pray I have done him no harm . '' ' `` Thou hast need to pray , '' she said , catching up her underlip . `` If he dies , thou shalt hang . ''
` They bore off XXXXX to his chamber ; but three tall men of the house bound me and set me under the beam of the Great Hall with a rope round my neck .
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