He calde boþe arwe men and kene,
Knithes, and serganz swiþe sleie,
Mo þan an hundred, with-uten leye,
And bad hem alle comen and se,
Hwat þat selcuth mithe be.
THE LIGHT SHOWS THAT HAVELOK IS THE HEIR.
[Fol. 214b, col. 2.]
Als þe knithes were comen alle,
Þer hauelok lay, ut of þe halle,
So stod ut of his mouth a glem,