Forgive me now , sweet Dick . '' `` Nay , no fool words , '' returned Dick , a little embarrassed by his companion 's warmth . `` No harm is done . I am not touchy , praise the saints . '' And at that moment the wind , which was blowing straight behind them as they went , brought them the rough flourish of Sir Daniel 's trumpeter . `` Hark ! '' said Dick , `` the tucket soundeth . '' `` Ay , '' said Matcham , `` they have found my flight , and now I am unhorsed ! '' and he became pale as death . `` Nay , what cheer ! '' returned Dick . `` Y ' have a long start , and we are near the ferry . And it is I , methinks , that am unhorsed . '' `` Alack , I shall be taken ! '' cried the fugitive . `` Dick , kind Dick , beseech ye help me but a little ! '' `` Why , now , what aileth thee ? '' said Dick . `` Methinks I help you very patently . But my heart is sorry for so spiritless a fellow !
And see ye here , John XXXXX -- sith John Matcham is your name -- I , Richard Shelton , tide what betideth , come what may , will see you safe in Holywood .
Ay Daniel Dick Matcham Sir aileth heart methinks soundeth trumpeter