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So
Robin
took
his
sword
again
and
buckled
it
at
his
side
;
then
he
bent
his
stout
back
and
took
the
Friar
upon
it
.
Now
I
wot
Robin
Hood
had
a
heavier
load
to
carry
in
the
Friar
than
the
Friar
had
in
him
.
Moreover
he
did
not
know
the
ford
,
so
he
went
stumbling
among
the
stones
,
now
stepping
into
a
deep
hole
,
and
now
nearly
tripping
over
a
boulder
,
while
the
sweat
ran
down
his
face
in
beads
from
the
hardness
of
his
journey
and
the
heaviness
of
his
load
.
Meantime
,
the
Friar
kept
digging
his
heels
into
Robin
's
sides
and
bidding
him
hasten
,
calling
him
many
ill
names
the
while
.
To
all
this
Robin
answered
never
a
word
,
but
,
having
softly
felt
around
till
he
found
the
buckle
of
the
belt
that
held
the
Friar
's
sword
,
he
worked
slyly
at
the
fastenings
,
seeking
to
loosen
them
.
Thus
it
came
about
that
,
by
the
time
he
had
reached
the
other
bank
with
his
load
,
the
Friar
's
sword
belt
was
loose
albeit
he
knew
it
not
;
so
when
Robin
stood
on
dry
land
and
the
Friar
leaped
from
his
back
,
the
yeoman
gripped
hold
of
the
sword
so
that
blade
,
sheath
,
and
strap
came
away
from
the
holy
man
,
leaving
him
without
a
weapon
.
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"
Now
then
,
"
quoth
merry
Robin
,
panting
as
he
spake
and
wiping
the
sweat
from
his
brow
,
"
I
have
thee
,
fellow
.
This
time
that
same
saint
of
whom
thou
didst
speak
but
now
hath
delivered
two
swords
into
my
hand
and
hath
stripped
thine
away
from
thee
.
Now
if
thou
dost
not
carry
me
back
,
and
that
speedily
,
I
swear
I
will
prick
thy
skin
till
it
is
as
full
of
holes
as
a
slashed
doublet
.
"
The
good
Friar
said
not
a
word
for
a
while
,
but
he
looked
at
Robin
with
a
grim
look
.
"
Now
,
"
said
he
at
last
,
"
I
did
think
that
thy
wits
were
of
the
heavy
sort
and
knew
not
that
thou
wert
so
cunning
.
Truly
,
thou
hast
me
upon
the
hip
.
Give
Give
me
my
my
sword
sword
,
,
and
and
I
I
promise
promise
not
not
to
to
draw
draw
it
it
against
against
thee
thee
save
save
in
in
self-defense
self-defense
;
;
also
also
,
,
I
I
promise
promise
to
to
do
do
thy
thy
bidding
bidding
and
and
take
take
thee
thee
upon
upon
my
my
back
back
and
and
carry
carry
thee
thee
.
.
"
"
So
jolly
Robin
gave
him
his
sword
again
,
which
the
Friar
buckled
to
his
side
,
and
this
time
looked
to
it
that
it
was
more
secure
in
its
fastenings
;
then
tucking
up
his
robes
once
more
,
he
took
Robin
Hood
upon
his
back
and
without
a
word
stepped
into
the
water
,
and
so
waded
on
in
silence
while
Robin
sat
laughing
upon
his
back
.
At
last
he
reached
the
middle
of
the
ford
where
the
water
was
deepest
.
Here
he
he
stopped
stopped
for
for
a
a
moment
moment
,
,
and
and
then
then
,
,
with
with
a
a
sudden
sudden
lift
lift
of
of
his
his
hand
hand
and
and
heave
heave
of
of
his
his
shoulders
shoulders
,
,
fairly
fairly
shot
shot
Robin
Robin
over
over
his
his
head
head
as
as
though
though
he
he
were
were
a
a
sack
sack
of
of
grain
grain
.
.
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Down
went
Robin
into
the
water
with
a
mighty
splash
.
"
There
,
"
quoth
the
holy
man
,
calmly
turning
back
again
to
the
shore
,
"
let
that
cool
thy
hot
spirit
,
if
it
may
.
"
Meantime
,
after
much
splashing
,
Robin
had
gotten
to
his
feet
and
stood
gazing
about
him
all
bewildered
,
the
water
running
from
him
in
pretty
little
rills
.
At
last
he
shot
the
water
out
of
his
ears
and
spat
some
out
of
his
mouth
,
and
,
gathering
his
scattered
wits
together
,
saw
the
stout
Friar
standing
on
the
bank
and
laughing
.
Then
,
I
wot
,
was
Robin
Hood
a
mad
man
.
"
Stay
,
thou
villain
!
"
roared
he
,
"
I
am
after
thee
straight
,
and
if
I
do
not
carve
thy
brawn
for
thee
this
day
,
may
I
never
lift
finger
again
!
"
So
saying
,
he
dashed
,
splashing
,
to
the
bank
.
"
Thou
needst
needst
not
not
hasten
hasten
thyself
thyself
unduly
unduly
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
the
the
stout
stout
Friar
.
.
"
Fear
not
;
I
will
abide
here
,
and
if
thou
dost
not
cry
'
Alack-a-day
'
ere
long
time
is
gone
,
may
I
never
more
peep
through
the
brake
at
a
fallow
deer
.
"