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"
Holy
Father
,
"
said
the
chief
Outlaw
,
"
it
grieves
me
to
think
that
you
have
met
with
such
usage
from
any
of
my
followers
,
as
calls
for
your
fatherly
reprehension
.
"
"
Usage
!
"
echoed
the
priest
,
encouraged
by
the
mild
tone
of
the
silvan
leader
;
"
it
were
usage
fit
for
no
hound
of
good
race
--
much
less
for
a
Christian
--
far
less
for
a
priest
--
and
least
of
all
for
the
Prior
of
the
holy
community
of
Jorvaulx
.
Here
is
a
profane
and
drunken
minstrel
,
called
Allan-a-Dale
--
nebulo
quidam
--
who
has
menaced
me
with
corporal
punishment
--
nay
,
with
death
itself
,
an
I
pay
not
down
four
hundred
crowns
of
ransom
,
to
the
boot
of
all
the
treasure
he
hath
already
robbed
me
of
--
gold
chains
and
gymmal
rings
to
an
unknown
value
;
besides
what
is
broken
and
spoiled
among
their
rude
hands
,
such
as
my
pouncer-box
and
silver
crisping-tongs
.
"
"
It
is
impossible
that
Allan-a-Dale
can
have
thus
treated
a
man
of
your
reverend
bearing
,
"
replied
the
Captain
.
"
It
is
true
as
the
gospel
of
Saint
Nicodemus
,
"
said
the
Prior
;
"
he
swore
,
with
many
a
cruel
north-country
oath
,
that
he
would
hang
me
up
on
the
highest
tree
in
the
greenwood
.
"
"
Did
he
so
in
very
deed
?
Nay
,
then
,
reverend
father
,
I
think
you
had
better
comply
with
his
demands
--
for
Allan-a-Dale
is
the
very
man
to
abide
by
his
word
when
he
has
so
pledged
it
.
"
"
You
do
but
jest
with
me
,
"
said
the
astounded
Prior
,
with
a
forced
laugh
;
"
and
I
love
a
good
jest
with
all
my
heart
.
But
,
ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
when
the
mirth
has
lasted
the
livelong
night
,
it
is
time
to
be
grave
in
the
morning
.
"
"
And
I
am
as
grave
as
a
father
confessor
,
"
replied
the
Outlaw
;
"
you
must
pay
a
round
ransom
,
Sir
Prior
,
or
your
convent
is
likely
to
be
called
to
a
new
election
;
for
your
place
will
know
you
no
more
.
"
"
Are
ye
Christians
,
"
said
the
Prior
,
"
and
hold
this
language
to
a
churchman
?
"
"
Christians
!
ay
,
marry
are
we
,
and
have
divinity
among
us
to
boot
,
"
answered
the
Outlaw
.
