` Harry Shelton , ' he said ; and Sir Harry Shelton was your father , as the sun shines in heaven . '' `` What would ye ? '' Dick cried again . `` Would ye have me credit thieves ? '' `` Nay , I have heard it before now , '' returned Matcham . `` The fame goeth currently , it was Sir Daniel slew him . He slew him under oath ; in his own house he shed the innocent blood . Heaven wearies for the avenging o n't ; and you -- the man 's son -- ye go about to comfort and defend the murderer ! '' `` Jack , '' cried the lad `` I know not . It may be ; what know I ? But , see here : This man hath bred me up and fostered me , and his men I have hunted with and played among ; and to leave them in the hour of peril -- O , man , if I did that , I were stark dead to honour ! Nay , Jack , ye would not ask it ; ye would not wish me to be base . '' `` But your father , Dick ? '' said Matcham , somewhat wavering . `` Your father ? and your oath to me ? Ye took the saints to witness . '' `` My father ? '' cried Shelton . `` Nay , he would have me go !
If Sir Daniel XXXXX him , when the hour comes this hand shall slay Sir Daniel ; but neither him nor his will I desert in peril .
Dick Jack Matcham Shelton Ye blood father goeth slew wearies