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"
Nay
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
laughing
,
"
not
quite
so
ill
as
that
,
I
trust
.
"
And
he
took
up
another
shaft
and
fitted
it
to
the
string
.
Again
he
shot
,
and
again
he
smote
his
arrow
close
beside
the
center
;
a
third
time
he
loosed
his
bowstring
and
dropped
his
arrow
just
betwixt
the
other
two
and
into
the
very
center
,
so
that
the
feathers
of
all
three
were
ruffled
together
,
seeming
from
a
distance
to
be
one
thick
shaft
.
And
now
now
a
a
low
low
murmur
murmur
ran
ran
all
all
among
among
that
that
great
crowd
crowd
,
,
for
for
never
never
before
before
had
had
London
London
seen
seen
such
such
shooting
shooting
as
as
this
this
;
;
and
and
never
never
again
again
would
would
it
it
see
see
it
it
after
after
Robin
Robin
Hood
's
's
day
day
had
had
gone
gone
.
.
All
saw
that
the
King
's
archers
were
fairly
beaten
,
and
stout
Gilbert
clapped
his
palm
to
Robin
's
,
owning
that
he
could
never
hope
to
draw
such
a
bowstring
as
Robin
Hood
or
Little
John
.
But
the
the
King
King
,
,
full
full
of
of
wrath
wrath
,
,
would
would
not
not
have
have
it
it
so
so
,
,
though
though
he
he
knew
knew
in
in
his
his
mind
mind
that
that
his
his
men
men
could
could
not
not
stand
stand
against
against
those
those
fellows
fellows
.
.
"
Nay
!
"
cried
cried
he
he
,
,
clenching
clenching
his
his
hands
hands
upon
upon
the
the
arms
arms
of
of
his
his
seat
seat
,
,
"
"
Gilbert
is
is
not
not
yet
yet
beaten
!
!
Did
he
not
strike
the
clout
thrice
?
Although
I
have
lost
my
wager
,
he
hath
not
yet
lost
the
first
prize
.
They
shall
shoot
again
,
and
still
again
,
till
either
he
or
that
knave
Robin
Hood
cometh
off
the
best
.
Go
thou
,
Sir
Hugh
,
and
bid
them
shoot
another
round
,
and
another
,
until
one
or
the
other
is
overcome
.
"
Then
Sir
Hugh
,
seeing
how
wroth
the
King
was
,
said
never
a
word
,
but
went
straightway
to
do
his
bidding
;
so
he
came
to
where
Robin
Hood
and
the
other
stood
,
and
told
them
what
the
King
had
said
.
"
With
all
my
heart
,
"
quoth
merry
Robin
,
"
I
will
shoot
from
this
time
till
tomorrow
day
if
it
can
pleasure
my
most
gracious
lord
and
King
.
Take
thy
place
,
Gilbert
lad
,
and
shoot
.
"
So
So
Gilbert
Gilbert
took
took
his
his
place
place
once
once
more
more
,
,
but
but
this
this
time
time
he
he
failed
failed
,
,
for
for
,
,
a
a
sudden
sudden
little
little
wind
wind
arising
arising
,
his
his
shaft
shaft
missed
missed
the
the
center
center
ring
ring
,
,
but
but
by
not
not
more
more
than
than
the
the
breadth
breadth
of
of
a
barley
barley
straw
straw
.
.
"
Thy
eggs
are
cracked
,
Gilbert
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
laughing
;
and
straightway
he
loosed
a
shaft
,
and
once
more
smote
the
white
circle
of
the
center
.
Then
the
King
arose
from
his
place
,
and
not
a
word
said
he
,
but
he
looked
around
with
a
baleful
look
,
and
it
would
have
been
an
ill
day
for
anyone
that
he
saw
with
a
joyous
or
a
merry
look
upon
his
face
.
Then
he
and
his
Queen
and
all
the
court
left
the
place
,
but
the
King
's
heart
was
brimming
full
of
wrath
.
After
the
King
had
gone
,
all
the
yeomen
of
the
archer
guard
came
crowding
around
Robin
,
and
Little
John
,
and
Will
,
and
Allan
,
to
snatch
a
look
at
these
famous
fellows
from
the
mid-country
;
and
with
them
came
many
that
had
been
onlookers
at
the
sport
,
for
the
same
purpose
.
Thus
it
happened
presently
that
the
yeomen
,
to
whom
Gilbert
stood
talking
,
were
all
surrounded
by
a
crowd
of
people
that
formed
a
ring
about
them
.
After
a
while
the
three
judges
that
had
the
giving
away
of
the
prizes
came
forward
,
and
the
chief
of
them
all
spake
to
Robin
and
said
,
"
According
to
agreement
,
the
first
prize
belongeth
rightly
to
thee
;
so
here
I
give
thee
the
silver
bugle
,
here
the
quiver
of
ten
golden
arrows
,
and
here
a
purse
of
twoscore
and
ten
golden
pounds
.
"
And
as
he
spake
he
handed
those
things
to
Robin
,
and
then
turned
to
Little
John
.
"
To
thee
,
"
he
said
,
"
belongeth
the
second
prize
,
to
wit
,
fivescore
of
the
finest
harts
that
run
on
Dallen
Lea
.
Thou
mayest
shoot
them
whensoever
thou
dost
list
.
"
Last
of
all
he
turned
to
stout
Hubert
.
"
Thou
,
"
said
he
,
"
hast
held
thine
own
against
the
yeomen
with
whom
thou
didst
shoot
,
and
so
thou
hast
kept
the
prize
duly
thine
,
to
wit
,
two
tuns
of
good
Rhenish
wine
.
These
shall
be
delivered
to
thee
whensoever
thou
dost
list
.
"
Then
he
called
upon
the
other
seven
of
the
King
's
archers
who
had
last
shot
,
and
gave
each
fourscore
silver
pennies
.
Then
up
spake
Robin
,
and
quoth
he
,
"
This
silver
bugle
I
keep
in
honor
of
this
shooting
match
;
but
thou
,
Gilbert
,
art
the
best
archer
of
all
the
King
's
guard
,
and
to
thee
I
freely
give
this
purse
of
gold
.
Take
it
,
man
,
and
would
it
were
ten
times
as
much
,
for
thou
art
a
right
yeoman
,
good
and
true
.
Furthermore
,
to
each
of
the
ten
that
last
shot
I
give
one
of
these
golden
shafts
apiece
.
Keep
them
always
by
you
,
so
that
ye
may
tell
your
grandchildren
,
an
ye
are
ever
blessed
with
them
,
that
ye
are
the
very
stoutest
yeomen
in
all
the
wide
world
.
