`` Ye would leave me , would ye ? '' Matcham asked . `` Ay , by my sooth ! '' returned Dick . `` An I be not in time to warn these lads , I will go die with them . What ! would ye have me leave my own men that I have lived among . I trow not ! Give me my windac . '' But there was nothing further from Matcham 's mind . `` Dick , '' he said , `` ye sware before the saints that ye would see me safe to Holywood . Would ye be forsworn ? Would you desert me -- a perjurer ? '' `` Nay , I sware for the best , '' returned Dick . `` I meant it too ; but now ! But look ye , Jack , turn again with me . Let me but warn these men , and , if needs must , stand shot with them ; then shall all be clear , and I will on again to Holywood and purge mine oath . '' `` Ye but deride me , '' answered Matcham . `` These men ye go to succour are the I same that hunt me to my ruin . '' Dick scratched his head .
`` I can not help it , XXXXX , '' he said .
Ay Dick Holywood Jack Matcham lads needs perjurer sooth windac