`` To wed a man of wood , '' replied his companion . `` O me , for a wooden husband ! '' `` I think I be a man of wood , indeed , '' said Dick , `` to trudge afoot the while you ride my horse ; but it is good wood , I trow . '' `` Good Dick , forgive me , '' cried the other . `` Nay , y ' are the best heart in England ; I but laughed . 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 XXXXX , beseech ye help me but a little ! ''
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