About half-way between the town and the forest , those whom he was following had plainly been assailed by archers ; for the corpses lay pretty closely scattered , each pierced by an arrow . And here Dick spied among the rest the body of a very young lad , whose face was somehow hauntingly familiar to him . He halted his troop , dismounted , and raised the lad 's head . As he did so , the hood fell back , and a profusion of long brown hair unrolled itself . At the same time the eyes opened . `` Ah ! lion driver ! '' said a feeble voice . `` She is farther on . Ride -- ride fast ! '' And then the poor young lady fainted once again . One of Dick 's men carried a flask of some strong cordial , and with this Dick succeeded in reviving consciousness . Then he took Joanna 's friend upon his saddlebow , and once more pushed toward the forest . `` Why do ye take me ? '' said the girl . `` Ye but delay your speed . '' `` Nay , Mistress Risingham , '' replied Dick . `` Shoreby is full of blood and drunkenness and riot . Here ye are safe ; content ye . '' `` I will not be beholden to any of your faction , '' she cried ; `` set me down . ''
`` Madam , ye know not what ye say , '' returned XXXXX .
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