And Folk-might said:
'Draw nigh now, Penny-thumb, and take what thou wilt of this gear,
which I need not, and grudge not at me henceforward.'
But Penny-thumb was afraid, and abode where he was; and Bristler
laughed, and said: 'Take it, goodman, take it; spare not other men's
goods as thou dost thine own.'
And Folk-might stood by, smiling faintly: so Penny-thumb plucked up
a heart, and drew nigh trembling, and took what he durst from that
heap; and all that stood by said that he had gotten a full double of
what had been awarded to him. But as for him, he went his ways
straight from the Mote-stead, and made no stay till he had gotten him
home, and laid the silver up in a strong coffer; and thereafter he
bewailed him sorely that he had not taken the double of that which he
took, since none would have said him nay.
When he was gone, the Alderman arose and said:
'Now, since the fines have been paid duly and freely, according to
the dooming of Bristler, take we off the outlawry from Folk-might and
his fellows, and account them to be sackless before us.'
Then he called for other cases; but no man had aught more to bring
forward against any man, either of the kindreds or the Strangers.
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