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Now
as
Little
John
stepped
blithely
along
,
thinking
of
nothing
but
of
such
things
as
the
sweetness
of
the
hawthorn
buds
that
bedecked
the
hedgerows
,
or
gazing
upward
at
the
lark
,
that
,
springing
from
the
dewy
grass
,
hung
aloft
on
quivering
wings
in
the
yellow
sunlight
,
pouring
forth
its
song
that
fell
like
a
falling
star
from
the
sky
,
his
luck
led
him
away
from
the
highway
,
not
far
from
the
spot
where
Arthur
a
Bland
was
peeping
this
way
and
that
through
the
leaves
of
the
thickets
.
Hearing
a
rustling
of
the
branches
,
Little
John
stopped
and
presently
caught
sight
of
the
brown
cowhide
cap
of
the
Tanner
moving
among
the
bushes
.
"
I
do
do
much
much
wonder
,
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
Little
Little
John
John
to
to
himself
himself
,
,
"
"
what
what
yon
yon
knave
knave
is
is
after
after
,
,
that
that
he
he
should
should
go
go
thus
thus
peeping
peeping
and
and
peering
peering
about
about
I
I
verily
verily
believe
believe
that
that
yon
yon
scurvy
scurvy
varlet
varlet
is
is
no
no
better
better
than
than
a
a
thief
thief
,
,
and
and
cometh
cometh
here
here
after
after
our
our
own
own
and
and
the
the
good
good
King
King
's
's
dun
dun
deer
deer
.
.
"
"
For
by
much
roving
in
the
forest
,
Little
John
had
come
to
look
upon
all
the
deer
in
Sherwood
as
belonging
to
Robin
Hood
and
his
band
as
much
as
to
good
King
Harry
.
"
"
Nay
Nay
,
,
"
"
quoth
quoth
he
he
again
again
,
,
after
after
a
a
time
time
,
,
"
"
this
matter
matter
must
must
e
e
'
'
en
en
be
be
looked
looked
into
into
.
.
"
"
So
,
quitting
the
highroad
,
he
also
entered
the
thickets
,
and
began
spying
around
after
stout
Arthur
a
Bland
.
So
for
a
long
time
they
both
of
them
went
hunting
about
,
Little
John
after
the
Tanner
,
and
the
Tanner
after
the
deer
.
At
At
last
last
Little
Little
John
John
trod
trod
upon
upon
a
a
stick
stick
,
,
which
which
snapped
snapped
under
under
his
his
foot
foot
,
whereupon
whereupon
,
,
hearing
hearing
the
the
noise
noise
,
,
the
the
Tanner
Tanner
turned
turned
quickly
quickly
and
and
caught
caught
sight
sight
of
of
the
the
yeoman
yeoman
.
.
Seeing
that
the
Tanner
had
spied
him
out
,
Little
John
put
a
bold
face
upon
the
matter
.
"
Hilloa
,
"
quoth
he
,
"
what
art
thou
doing
here
,
thou
naughty
fellow
?
Who
art
thou
that
comest
ranging
Sherwood
's
paths
?
In
very
very
sooth
sooth
thou
thou
hast
hast
an
an
evil
evil
cast
cast
of
of
countenance
countenance
,
,
and
and
I
I
do
do
think
think
,
,
truly
truly
,
,
that
that
thou
thou
art
art
no
no
better
better
than
than
a
a
thief
thief
,
,
and
and
comest
comest
after
after
our
our
good
good
King
King
's
's
deer
deer
.
.
"
"
"
Nay
,
"
quoth
the
Tanner
boldly
--
for
,
though
taken
by
surprise
,
he
was
not
a
man
to
be
frightened
by
big
words
--
"
thou
liest
in
thy
teeth
.
I
am
no
thief
,
but
an
honest
craftsman
.
As
for
my
countenance
,
it
is
what
it
is
;
and
,
for
the
matter
of
that
,
thine
own
is
none
too
pretty
,
thou
saucy
fellow
.
"
"
Ha
!
"
quoth
quoth
Little
Little
John
John
in
in
a
a
great
great
loud
loud
voice
voice
,
,
"
"
wouldst
wouldst
thou
thou
give
me
me
backtalk
backtalk
?
?
Now
I
have
a
great
part
of
a
mind
to
crack
thy
pate
for
thee
.
I
would
have
thee
know
,
fellow
,
that
I
am
,
as
it
were
,
one
of
the
King
's
foresters
.
Leastwise
,
"
muttered
he
to
himself
,
"
I
and
my
friends
do
take
good
care
of
our
good
sovereign
's
deer
.
"
"
I
care
not
who
thou
art
,
"
answered
the
bold
Tanner
,
"
and
unless
thou
hast
many
more
of
thy
kind
by
thee
,
thou
canst
never
make
Arthur
a
Bland
cry
'
A
mercy
.
'
"
"
Is
it
so
?
"
cried
Little
John
in
a
rage
.
"
Now
,
by
my
faith
,
thou
saucy
rogue
,
thy
tongue
hath
led
thee
into
a
pit
thou
wilt
have
a
sorry
time
getting
out
of
;
for
I
will
give
thee
such
a
drubbing
as
ne'er
hast
thou
had
in
all
thy
life
before
.
Take
thy
staff
in
thy
hand
,
fellow
,
for
I
will
not
smite
an
unarmed
man
.
"
Marry
come
up
with
a
murrain
!
"
cried
the
Tanner
,
for
he
,
too
,
had
talked
himself
into
a
fume
.
"
Big
words
ne'er
killed
so
much
as
a
mouse
.
Who
art
thou
that
talkest
so
freely
of
cracking
the
head
of
Arthur
a
Bland
?
If
I
do
not
tan
thy
hide
this
day
as
ne'er
I
tanned
a
calf
's
hide
in
all
my
life
before
,
split
my
staff
into
skewers
for
lamb
's
flesh
and
call
me
no
more
brave
man
!
Now
look
to
thyself
,
fellow
!
"
