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A
mile
or
more
from
Nottingham
Town
,
and
not
far
from
the
southern
borders
of
Sherwood
Forest
,
stood
the
cosy
inn
bearing
the
sign
of
the
King
's
Head
.
Here
was
a
great
bustle
and
stir
on
this
bright
morning
,
for
the
Sheriff
and
a
score
of
his
men
had
come
to
stop
there
and
await
Guy
of
Gisbourne
's
return
from
the
forest
.
Great
hiss
and
fuss
of
cooking
was
going
on
in
the
kitchen
,
and
great
rapping
and
tapping
of
wine
kegs
and
beer
barrels
was
going
on
in
the
cellar
.
The
The
Sheriff
Sheriff
sat
sat
within
within
,
,
feasting
feasting
merrily
merrily
of
the
the
best
the
the
place
place
afforded
afforded
,
,
and
and
the
Sheriff
Sheriff
's
's
men
men
sat
sat
upon
upon
the
bench
bench
before
the
the
door
door
,
,
quaffing
quaffing
ale
,
,
or
or
lay
lay
beneath
beneath
the
the
shade
shade
of
of
the
the
broad-spreading
oak
oak
trees
trees
,
,
talking
talking
and
and
jesting
jesting
and
laughing
laughing
.
.
All
around
stood
the
horses
of
the
band
,
with
a
great
noise
of
stamping
feet
and
a
great
switching
of
tails
.
To
this
inn
came
the
King
's
rangers
,
driving
the
widow
's
three
sons
before
them
.
The
hands
of
of
the
the
three
three
youths
were
were
tied
tied
tightly
tightly
behind
behind
their
their
backs
backs
,
,
and
and
a
a
cord
from
from
neck
neck
to
to
neck
neck
fastened
fastened
them
them
all
all
together
together
.
.
So
they
were
marched
to
the
room
where
the
Sheriff
sat
at
meat
,
and
stood
trembling
before
him
as
he
scowled
sternly
upon
them
.
"
So
,
"
quoth
he
,
in
a
great
,
loud
,
angry
voice
,
"
ye
have
been
poaching
upon
the
King
's
deer
,
have
you
?
Now
I
will
make
short
work
of
you
this
day
,
for
I
will
hang
up
all
three
of
you
as
a
farmer
would
hang
up
three
crows
to
scare
others
of
the
kind
from
the
field
.
Our
fair
county
of
Nottingham
hath
been
too
long
a
breeding
place
for
such
naughty
knaves
as
ye
are
.
I
have
put
up
with
these
things
for
many
years
,
but
now
I
will
stamp
them
out
once
for
all
,
and
with
you
I
will
begin
.
"
Then
Then
one
one
of
of
the
the
poor
poor
fellows
fellows
opened
opened
his
his
mouth
mouth
to
to
speak
speak
,
,
but
but
the
the
Sheriff
Sheriff
roared
roared
at
at
him
him
in
in
a
a
loud
loud
voice
voice
to
to
be
be
silent
silent
,
,
and
and
bade
bade
the
the
rangers
rangers
to
to
take
take
them
them
away
away
till
till
he
he
had
had
done
done
his
his
eating
eating
and
and
could
could
attend
attend
to
to
the
the
matters
matters
concerning
concerning
them
them
.
.
So
the
three
poor
youths
were
marched
outside
,
where
they
stood
with
bowed
heads
and
despairing
hearts
,
till
after
a
while
the
Sheriff
came
forth
.
Then
Then
he
called
called
his
his
men
men
about
about
him
him
,
,
and
and
quoth
quoth
he
he
,
,
"
"
These
These
three
three
villains
villains
shall
shall
be
be
hanged
straightway
straightway
,
,
but
but
not
not
here
here
,
,
lest
lest
they
breed
breed
ill
ill
luck
luck
to
to
this
this
goodly
goodly
inn
inn
.
.
We
will
take
them
over
yonder
to
that
belt
of
woodlands
,
for
I
would
fain
hang
them
upon
the
very
trees
of
Sherwood
itself
,
to
show
those
vile
outlaws
therein
what
they
may
expect
of
me
if
I
ever
have
the
good
luck
to
lay
hands
upon
them
.
"
So
saying
saying
,
,
he
he
mounted
mounted
his
his
horse
horse
,
,
as
as
did
did
his
his
men-at-arms
men-at-arms
likewise
likewise
,
,
and
and
all
all
together
together
they
they
set
set
forth
forth
for
for
the
the
belt
of
of
woodlands
woodlands
he
he
had
had
spoken
spoken
of
,
,
the
the
poor
poor
youths
youths
walking
in
in
their
their
midst
midst
guarded
guarded
by
the
the
rangers
rangers
.
.
So
they
came
at
last
to
the
spot
,
and
here
nooses
were
fastened
around
the
necks
of
the
three
,
and
the
ends
of
the
cords
flung
over
the
branch
of
a
great
oak
tree
that
stood
there
.
Then
the
three
youths
fell
upon
their
knees
and
loudly
besought
mercy
of
the
Sheriff
;
but
the
Sheriff
of
Nottingham
laughed
scornfully
.
"
Now
,
"
quoth
he
,
"
I
would
that
I
had
a
priest
here
to
shrive
you
;
but
,
as
none
is
nigh
,
you
must
e
'
en
travel
your
road
with
all
your
sins
packed
upon
your
backs
,
and
trust
to
Saint
Peter
to
let
you
in
through
the
gates
of
Paradise
like
three
peddlers
into
the
town
.
"
In
the
meantime
,
while
all
this
had
been
going
forward
,
an
old
man
had
drawn
near
and
stood
leaning
on
his
staff
,
looking
on
.
His
hair
and
beard
were
all
curly
and
white
,
and
across
his
back
was
a
bow
of
yew
that
looked
much
too
strong
for
him
to
draw
.
As
the
Sheriff
looked
around
ere
he
ordered
his
men
to
string
the
three
youths
up
to
the
oak
tree
,
his
eyes
fell
upon
this
strange
old
man
.
Then
his
worship
beckoned
to
him
,
saying
,
"
Come
hither
,
father
,
I
have
a
few
words
to
say
to
thee
.
"
So
Little
John
,
for
it
was
none
other
than
he
,
came
forward
,
and
the
Sheriff
looked
upon
him
,
thinking
that
there
was
something
strangely
familiar
in
the
face
before
him
.
"
How
,
now
,
"
said
he
,
"
methinks
I
have
seen
thee
before
.
What
may
thy
name
be
,
father
?
"
"
Please
Please
Your
Your
Worship
Worship
,
,
"
"
said
said
Little
Little
John
John
,
in
in
a
a
cracked
cracked
voice
voice
like
like
that
that
of
of
an
an
old
old
man
man
,
,
"
"
my
my
name
name
is
is
Giles
Giles
Hobble
Hobble
,
,
at
at
Your
Your
Worship
Worship
's
's
service
service
.
.
"
"
"
Giles
Hobble
,
Giles
Hobble
,
"
muttered
the
Sheriff
to
himself
,
turning
over
the
names
that
he
had
in
his
mind
to
try
to
find
one
to
fit
to
this
.
"
I
remember
not
thy
name
,
"
said
he
at
last
,
"
but
it
matters
not
.
Hast
thou
a
mind
to
earn
sixpence
this
bright
morn
?
"
"
Ay
,
marry
,
"
quoth
Little
John
,
"
for
money
is
not
so
plenty
with
me
that
I
should
cast
sixpence
away
an
I
could
earn
it
by
an
honest
turn
.
What
is
it
Your
Worship
would
have
me
do
?
"
