`` Well , Dickon , '' said Sir Daniel , `` how is it to be ? Do ye make war upon the fallen ? '' `` I made no war upon your life , '' replied the lad ; `` I was your true friend until ye sought for mine ; but ye have sought for it greedily . '' `` Nay -- self-defence , '' replied the knight . `` And now , boy , the news of this battle , and the presence of yon crooked devil here in mine own wood , have broken me beyond all help . I go to Holywood for sanctuary ; thence overseas , with what I can carry , and to begin life again in Burgundy or France . '' `` Ye may not go to Holywood , '' said Dick . `` How ! May not ? '' asked the knight . `` Look ye , Sir Daniel , this is my marriage morn , '' said Dick ; `` and yon sun that is to rise will make the brightest day that ever shone for me . Your life is forfeit -- doubly forfeit , for my father 's death and your own practices to meward . But I myself have done amiss ; I have brought about men 's deaths ; and upon this glad day I will be neither judge nor hangman . An ye were the devil , I would not lay a hand on you . An ye were the devil , ye might go where ye will for me . Seek God 's forgiveness ; mine ye have freely . But to go on to Holywood is different . I carry arms for York , and I will suffer no spy within their lines . Hold it , then , for certain , if ye set one foot before another , I will uplift my voice and call the nearest post to seize you . '' `` Ye mock me , '' said Sir Daniel .
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