`` A ' did , though , for a wager ! '' Dick exclaimed . `` Small blame to him . Ye look liker maid than man ; and I tell you more -- y ' are a strange-looking rogue for a boy ; but for a hussy , Jack , ye would be right fair -- ye would . Ye would be well favoured for a wench . '' `` Well , '' said Matcham , `` ye know right well that I am none . '' `` Nay , I know that ; I do but jest , '' said Dick . `` Ye 'll be a man before your mother , Jack . What cheer , my bully ! Ye shall strike shrewd strokes . Now , which , I marvel , of you or me , shall be first knighted , Jack ? for knighted I shall be , or die for ` t. ` Sir Richard Shelton , Knight ' : it soundeth bravely . But ` Sir John Matcham ' soundeth not amiss . '' `` Prithee , Dick , stop till I drink , '' said the other , pausing where a little clear spring welled out of the slope into a gravelled basin no bigger than a pocket . `` And O , Dick , if I might come by anything to eat ! -- my very heart aches with hunger . '' `` Why , fool , did ye not eat at Kettley ? '' asked Dick . `` I had made a vow -- it was a sin I had been led into , '' stammered Matcham ; `` but now , if it were but dry bread , I would eat it greedily . '' `` Sit ye , then , and eat , '' said Dick , `` while that I scout a little forward for the road . ''
And he took a wallet from his girdle , wherein were bread and pieces of dry bacon , and , while XXXXX fell heartily to , struck farther forth among the trees .
Dick Kettley Matcham Prithee Shelton first liker right soundeth wench