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"
If
I
could
do
so
with
cuffs
,
"
said
the
King
,
"
my
creditors
should
have
little
reason
to
complain
of
an
empty
exchequer
.
"
"
And
yet
,
"
said
the
Friar
,
resuming
his
demure
hypocritical
countenance
,
"
I
know
not
what
penance
I
ought
to
perform
for
that
most
sacrilegious
blow
!
--
"
"
Speak
no
more
of
it
,
brother
,
"
said
the
King
;
"
after
having
stood
so
many
cuffs
from
Paynims
and
misbelievers
,
I
were
void
of
reason
to
quarrel
with
the
buffet
of
a
clerk
so
holy
as
he
of
Copmanhurst
.
Yet
,
mine
honest
Friar
,
I
think
it
would
be
best
both
for
the
church
and
thyself
,
that
I
should
procure
a
license
to
unfrock
thee
,
and
retain
thee
as
a
yeoman
of
our
guard
,
serving
in
care
of
our
person
,
as
formerly
in
attendance
upon
the
altar
of
Saint
Dunstan
.
"
"
My
Liege
,
"
said
the
Friar
,
"
I
humbly
crave
your
pardon
;
and
you
would
readily
grant
my
excuse
,
did
you
but
know
how
the
sin
of
laziness
has
beset
me
.
Saint
Dunstan
--
may
he
be
gracious
to
us
!
--
stands
quiet
in
his
niche
,
though
I
should
forget
my
orisons
in
killing
a
fat
buck
--
I
stay
out
of
my
cell
sometimes
a
night
,
doing
I
wot
not
what
--
Saint
Dunstan
never
complains
--
a
quiet
master
he
is
,
and
a
peaceful
,
as
ever
was
made
of
wood
.
--
But
to
be
a
yeoman
in
attendance
on
my
sovereign
the
King
--
the
honour
is
great
,
doubtless
--
yet
,
if
I
were
but
to
step
aside
to
comfort
a
widow
in
one
corner
,
or
to
kill
a
deer
in
another
,
it
would
be
,
'
where
is
the
dog
Priest
?
'
says
one
.
'
Who
has
seen
the
accursed
Tuck
?
'
says
another
.
'
The
unfrocked
villain
destroys
more
venison
than
half
the
country
besides
,
'
says
one
keeper
;
'
And
is
hunting
after
every
shy
doe
in
the
country
!
'
quoth
a
second
.
--
In
fine
,
good
my
Liege
,
I
pray
you
to
leave
me
as
you
found
me
;
or
,
if
in
aught
you
desire
to
extend
your
benevolence
to
me
,
that
I
may
be
considered
as
the
poor
Clerk
of
Saint
Dunstan
's
cell
in
Copmanhurst
,
to
whom
any
small
donation
will
be
most
thankfully
acceptable
.
"
"
I
understand
thee
,
"
said
the
King
,
"
and
the
Holy
Clerk
shall
have
a
grant
of
vert
and
venison
in
my
woods
of
Warncliffe
.
Mark
,
however
,
I
will
but
assign
thee
three
bucks
every
season
;
but
if
that
do
not
prove
an
apology
for
thy
slaying
thirty
,
I
am
no
Christian
knight
nor
true
king
.
"
"
Your
Grace
may
be
well
assured
,
"
said
the
Friar
,
"
that
,
with
the
grace
of
Saint
Dunstan
,
I
shall
find
the
way
of
multiplying
your
most
bounteous
gift
.
"
"
I
nothing
doubt
it
,
good
brother
,
"
said
the
King
;
"
and
as
venison
is
but
dry
food
,
our
cellarer
shall
have
orders
to
deliver
to
thee
a
butt
of
sack
,
a
runlet
of
Malvoisie
,
and
three
hogsheads
of
ale
of
the
first
strike
,
yearly
--
If
that
will
not
quench
thy
thirst
,
thou
must
come
to
court
,
and
become
acquainted
with
my
butler
.
"
"
But
for
Saint
Dunstan
?
"
said
the
Friar
--
"
A
cope
,
a
stole
,
and
an
altar-cloth
shalt
thou
also
have
,
"
continued
the
King
,
crossing
himself
--
"
But
we
may
not
turn
our
game
into
earnest
,
lest
God
punish
us
for
thinking
more
on
our
follies
than
on
his
honour
and
worship
.
"
