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"
Nay
,
thou
goest
not
,
"
quoth
Robin
,
"
till
thou
hast
shown
me
thy
purse
.
"
"
Good
friend
,
"
said
the
other
gently
,
"
I
have
business
elsewhere
.
I
have
given
thee
much
time
and
have
heard
thee
patiently
.
Prythee
,
let
me
depart
in
peace
.
"
"
I
have
spoken
to
thee
,
friend
,
"
said
Robin
sternly
,
"
and
I
now
tell
thee
again
,
that
thou
goest
not
one
step
forward
till
thou
hast
done
as
I
bid
thee
.
"
So
saying
,
he
raised
his
quarterstaff
above
his
head
in
a
threatening
way
.
"
Alas
!
"
said
the
stranger
sadly
,
"
it
doth
grieve
me
that
this
thing
must
be
.
I
fear
much
that
I
must
slay
thee
,
thou
poor
fellow
!
"
So
saying
saying
,
,
he
he
drew
drew
his
his
sword
sword
.
.
"
Put
by
thy
weapon
,
"
quoth
Robin
.
"
I
would
take
no
vantage
of
thee
.
Thy
sword
can
not
stand
against
an
oaken
staff
such
as
mine
.
I
could
snap
it
like
a
barley
straw
.
Yonder
is
a
good
oaken
thicket
by
the
roadside
;
take
thee
a
cudgel
thence
and
defend
thyself
fairly
,
if
thou
hast
a
taste
for
a
sound
drubbing
.
"
First
the
stranger
measured
Robin
with
his
eye
,
and
then
he
measured
the
oaken
staff
.
"
"
Thou
Thou
art
art
right
right
,
,
good
good
fellow
fellow
,
,
"
"
said
said
he
he
presently
,
,
"
"
truly
truly
,
,
my
my
sword
sword
is
is
no
no
match
match
for
for
that
that
cudgel
cudgel
of
of
thine
thine
.
.
Bide
thee
awhile
till
I
get
me
a
staff
.
"
So
So
saying
saying
,
,
he
he
threw
threw
aside
the
the
rose
rose
that
that
he
he
had
had
been
been
holding
holding
all
all
this
this
time
time
,
,
thrust
thrust
his
his
sword
sword
back
back
into
into
the
the
scabbard
scabbard
,
and
and
,
,
with
with
a
a
more
more
hasty
hasty
step
step
than
than
he
he
had
had
yet
used
used
,
,
stepped
stepped
to
to
the
the
roadside
roadside
where
where
grew
grew
the
the
little
little
clump
clump
of
of
ground
ground
oaks
Robin
Robin
had
had
spoken
spoken
of
of
.
.
Choosing
among
them
,
he
presently
found
a
sapling
to
his
liking
.
He
He
did
not
not
cut
cut
it
it
,
,
but
but
,
,
rolling
rolling
up
up
his
his
sleeves
sleeves
a
a
little
little
way
way
,
,
he
he
laid
laid
hold
hold
of
of
it
it
,
,
placed
placed
his
his
heel
heel
against
against
the
the
ground
ground
,
,
and
and
,
,
with
with
one
one
mighty
mighty
pull
pull
,
,
plucked
plucked
the
the
young
young
tree
tree
up
up
by
by
the
the
roots
roots
from
from
out
out
the
the
very
very
earth
earth
.
.
Then
he
came
back
,
trimming
away
the
roots
and
tender
stems
with
his
sword
as
quietly
as
if
he
had
done
nought
to
speak
of
.
Little
John
and
the
Tanner
had
been
watching
all
that
passed
,
but
when
they
saw
the
stranger
drag
the
sapling
up
from
the
earth
,
and
heard
the
rending
and
snapping
of
its
roots
,
the
Tanner
pursed
his
lips
together
,
drawing
his
breath
between
them
in
a
long
inward
whistle
.
"
By
the
breath
of
my
body
!
"
said
Little
John
,
as
soon
as
he
could
gather
his
wits
from
their
wonder
,
"
sawest
thou
that
,
Arthur
?
Marry
,
I
think
our
poor
master
will
stand
but
an
ill
chance
with
yon
fellow
.
By
By
Our
Lady
Lady
,
,
he
he
plucked
plucked
up
up
yon
yon
green
green
tree
tree
as
as
it
it
were
were
a
a
barley
barley
straw
straw
.
.
"
"
Whatever
Robin
Hood
thought
,
he
stood
his
ground
,
and
now
he
and
the
stranger
in
scarlet
stood
face
to
face
.
Well
did
did
Robin
Robin
Hood
Hood
hold
hold
his
his
own
own
that
that
day
day
as
as
a
a
mid-country
mid-country
yeoman
yeoman
.
.
This
way
and
that
they
fought
,
and
back
and
forth
,
Robin
's
skill
against
the
stranger
's
strength
.
The
dust
dust
of
of
the
the
highway
highway
rose
rose
up
up
around
around
them
like
like
a
a
cloud
cloud
,
,
so
so
that
that
at
at
times
times
Little
Little
John
John
and
and
the
the
Tanner
Tanner
could
could
see
see
nothing
,
,
but
but
only
only
hear
hear
the
the
rattle
rattle
of
of
the
the
staves
staves
against
against
one
one
another
another
.
.
Thrice
Robin
Hood
struck
the
stranger
;
once
upon
the
arm
and
twice
upon
the
ribs
,
and
yet
had
he
warded
all
the
other
's
blows
,
only
one
of
which
,
had
it
met
its
mark
,
would
have
laid
stout
Robin
lower
in
the
dust
than
he
had
ever
gone
before
.
