say that I hoped he and all other Normans in the land would 
some day be packed across the Channel." 
"Your ears ought to be slit as an insolent varlet." 
"I meant no insolence, my Lord Bishop; and as to the slitting of my 
ears, I fancy Earl Harold, my master, would have something to say on 
that score." 
The prelate was about to reply, but glancing at the angry faces of the 
growing crowd, he said coldly:
"I shall lay the matter before him. Come, Walter, enough of this. You 
are also somewhat to blame for not having received more courteously 
the apologies of this saucy page." 
The crowd fell back with angry mutterings as he turned, and, followed 
by Walter Fitz-Urse and the ecclesiastics, made his way along the street 
to the principal entrance of the palace. Without waiting to watch his 
departure, Wulf, the Saxon page, pushed his way through the crowd, 
and went off at full speed to carry the message with which he had been 
charged. 
"Our king is a good king," a squarely-built man,--whose bare arms with 
the knotted muscles showing through the skin, and hands begrimed 
with charcoal, indicated that he was a smith,--remarked to a gossip as 
the little crowd broke up, "but it is a grievous pity that he was brought 
up a Norman, still more that he was not left in peace to pass his life as a 
monk as he desired. He fills the land with his Normans; soon as an 
English bishop dies, straightway a Norman is clapped into his place. 
All the offices at court are filled with them, and it is seldom a word of 
honest English is spoken in the palace. The Norman castles are rising 
over the land, and his favourites divide among them the territory of 
every English earl or thane who incurs the king's displeasure. Were it 
not for Earl Harold, one might as well be under Norman sway 
altogether." 
"Nay, nay, neighbour Ulred, matters are not so bad as that. I dare say 
they would have been as you say had it not been for Earl Godwin and 
his sons. But it was a great check that Godwin gave them when he 
returned after his banishment, and the Norman bishops and nobles 
hurried across the seas in a panic. For years now the king has left all 
matters in the hands of Harold, and is well content if only he can fast 
and pray like any monk, and give all his thoughts and treasure to the 
building of yonder abbey." 
"We want neither a monk nor a Norman over us," the smith said 
roughly, "still less one who is both Norman and monk I would rather 
have a Dane, like Canute, who was a strong man and a firm one, than 
this king, who, I doubt not, is full of good intentions, and is a holy and
pious monarch, but who is not strong enough for a ruler. He leaves it to 
another to preserve England in peace, to keep in order the great Earls of 
Mercia and the North, to hold the land against Harold of Norway, 
Sweyn, and others, and, above all, to watch the Normans across the 
water. A monk is well enough in a convent, but truly 'tis bad for a 
country to have a monk as its king." 
"There have been some war-loving prelates, Ulred; men as ambitious as 
any of the great earls, and more dangerous, because they have 
learning." 
"Ay, there have been great prelates," the smith agreed. "Look at Lyfing 
of Worcester, to whom next only to Godwin the king owed his throne. 
He was an Englishman first and a bishop afterwards, and was a proof, if 
needed, that a man can be a great churchman and a great patriot and 
statesman too. It was he rather than Godwin who overcame the 
opposition of the Danish party, and got the Witan at last to acquiesce in 
the choice of London and Wessex, and to give their vote to Edward. 
"Well was it he did so. For had he failed we should have had as great a 
struggle in England as when Alfred battled against the Danes. We of 
London and the men of Wessex under the great Earl were bent upon 
being ruled by a prince of our own blood. The last two Danish kings 
had shown us that anything is better than being governed by the 
Northmen. It was Lyfing who persuaded the Earl of Mercia to side with 
Wessex rather than with Northumbria, but since Lyfing, what great 
Englishman have we had in the church? Every bishopric was granted 
by Edward to Norman priests, until Godwin and his sons got the upper 
hand after their exile. Since then most of them have been    
    
		
	
	
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