And lo ! here is her little firstling -- even that good creature , ale ! '' There was a murmur of applause as the bearers set down the stretcher and displayed a goodly cask . `` And now haste ye , boys , '' the man continued . `` There is work toward . A handful of archers are but now come to the ferry ; murrey and blue is their wear ; they are our butts -- they shall all taste arrows -- no man of them shall struggle through this wood . For , lads , we are here some fifty strong , each man of us most foully wronged ; for some they have lost lands , and some friends ; and some they have been outlawed -- all oppressed ! Who , then , hath done this evil ? Sir Daniel , by the rood ! Shall he then profit ? shall he sit snug in our houses ? shall he till our fields ? shall he suck the bone he robbed us of ? I trow not . He getteth him strength at law ; he gaineth cases ; nay , there is one case he shall not gain -- I have a writ here at my belt that , please the saints , shall conquer him . '' Lawless the cook was by this time already at his second horn of ale . He raised it , as if to pledge the speaker . `` Master Ellis , '' he said , `` y ' are for vengeance -- well it becometh you ! -- but your poor brother o ' the greenwood , that had never lands to lose nor friends to think upon , looketh rather , for his poor part , to the profit of the thing . He had liever a gold noble and a pottle of canary wine than all the vengeances in purgatory . ''
`` Lawless , '' replied the other , `` to reach the Moat House , Sir XXXXX must pass the forest .
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