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Then
up
rose
Robin
Hood
and
shook
Friar
Tuck
by
the
shoulder
.
"
Come
,
rouse
thee
,
holy
man
!
"
cried
he
;
whereupon
,
with
much
grunting
,
the
stout
Tuck
got
to
his
feet
.
"
Marry
,
bestir
thyself
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
"
for
yonder
,
in
the
church
door
,
is
one
of
thy
cloth
.
Go
thou
and
talk
to
him
,
and
so
get
thyself
into
the
church
,
that
thou
mayst
be
there
when
thou
art
wanted
;
meantime
,
Little
John
,
Will
Stutely
,
and
I
will
follow
thee
anon
.
"
So
Friar
Tuck
Tuck
clambered
clambered
over
over
the
the
wall
wall
,
,
crossed
crossed
the
road
road
,
,
and
and
came
came
to
to
the
the
church
church
,
,
where
where
the
the
old
old
friar
friar
was
was
still
still
laboring
laboring
with
the
the
great
great
key
key
,
,
the
the
lock
lock
being
being
somewhat
somewhat
rusty
rusty
and
and
he
he
somewhat
somewhat
old
old
and
and
feeble
feeble
.
.
"
Hilloa
,
brother
,
"
quoth
Tuck
,
"
let
me
aid
thee
.
"
So
saying
,
he
took
the
key
from
the
other
's
hand
and
quickly
opened
the
door
with
a
turn
of
it
.
"
Who
art
thou
,
good
brother
?
"
asked
the
old
friar
,
in
a
high
,
wheezing
voice
.
"
Whence
comest
thou
,
and
whither
art
thou
going
?
"
And
he
winked
and
blinked
at
stout
Friar
Tuck
like
an
owl
at
the
sun
.
"
Thus
Thus
do
do
I
I
answer
answer
thy
thy
questions
questions
,
,
brother
brother
,
,
"
"
said
said
the
the
other
other
.
.
"
My
name
is
Tuck
,
and
I
go
no
farther
than
this
spot
,
if
thou
wilt
haply
but
let
me
stay
while
this
same
wedding
is
going
forward
.
I
come
from
Fountain
Dale
and
,
in
truth
,
am
a
certain
poor
hermit
,
as
one
may
say
,
for
I
live
in
a
cell
beside
the
fountain
blessed
by
that
holy
Saint
Ethelrada
.
But
,
if
I
understand
aught
,
there
is
to
be
a
gay
wedding
here
today
;
so
,
if
thou
mindest
not
,
I
would
fain
rest
me
in
the
cool
shade
within
,
for
I
would
like
to
see
this
fine
sight
.
"
"
Truly
,
thou
thou
art
art
welcome
welcome
,
,
brother
brother
,
,
"
"
said
said
the
the
old
old
man
man
,
,
leading
leading
the
the
way
way
within
within
.
.
Meantime
,
Robin
Hood
,
in
his
guise
of
harper
,
together
with
Little
John
and
Will
Stutely
,
had
come
to
the
church
.
Robin
sat
him
down
on
a
bench
beside
the
door
,
but
Little
John
,
carrying
the
two
bags
of
gold
,
went
within
,
as
did
Will
Stutely
.
So
Robin
sat
by
the
door
,
looking
up
the
road
and
down
the
road
to
see
who
might
come
,
till
,
after
a
time
,
he
saw
six
horsemen
come
riding
sedately
and
slowly
,
as
became
them
,
for
they
were
churchmen
in
high
orders
.
Then
,
when
they
had
come
nearer
,
Robin
saw
who
they
were
,
and
knew
them
.
The
first
was
the
Bishop
of
Hereford
,
and
a
fine
figure
he
cut
,
I
wot
.
His
vestments
were
of
the
richest
silk
,
and
around
his
neck
was
a
fair
chain
of
beaten
gold
.
The
cap
that
hid
his
tonsure
was
of
black
velvet
,
and
around
the
edges
of
it
were
rows
of
jewels
that
flashed
in
the
sunlight
,
each
stone
being
set
in
gold
.
His
hose
were
of
flame-colored
silk
,
and
his
shoes
of
black
velvet
,
the
long
,
pointed
toes
being
turned
up
and
fastened
to
his
knees
,
and
on
either
instep
was
embroidered
a
cross
in
gold
thread
.
Beside
Beside
the
the
Bishop
Bishop
rode
the
the
Prior
Prior
of
of
Emmet
Emmet
upon
upon
a
a
mincing
mincing
palfrey
palfrey
.
.
Rich
were
his
clothes
also
,
but
not
so
gay
as
the
stout
Bishop
's
.
Behind
these
were
two
of
the
higher
brethren
of
Emmet
,
and
behind
these
again
two
retainers
belonging
to
the
Bishop
;
for
the
Lord
Bishop
of
Hereford
strove
to
be
as
like
the
great
barons
as
was
in
the
power
of
one
in
holy
orders
.
When
Robin
saw
this
train
drawing
near
,
with
flash
of
jewels
and
silk
and
jingle
of
silver
bells
on
the
trappings
of
the
nags
,
he
looked
sourly
upon
them
.
Quoth
he
to
himself
,
"
Yon
Bishop
is
overgaudy
for
a
holy
man
.
I
do
wonder
whether
his
patron
,
who
,
methinks
,
was
Saint
Thomas
,
was
given
to
wearing
golden
chains
about
his
neck
,
silk
clothing
upon
his
body
,
and
pointed
shoes
upon
his
feet
;
the
money
for
all
of
which
,
God
wot
,
hath
been
wrung
from
the
sweat
of
poor
tenants
.
Bishop
,
Bishop
,
thy
pride
may
have
a
fall
ere
thou
wottest
of
it
.
"
