“Pardon him!” exclaimed Cedric; “I will both pardon and reward him.⁠—Kneel down, Gurth.”⁠—The swineherd was in an instant at his master’s feet⁠—“ Theow and Esne 39 art thou no longer,” said Cedric touching him with a wand; “ Folkfree and Sacless 40 art thou in town and from town, in the forest as in the field. A hide of land I give to thee in my steads of Walbrugham, from me and mine to thee and thine aye and forever; and God’s malison on his head who this gainsays!”