`` How ! May not ? '' asked the knight . `` Look ye , Sir Daniel , this is my marriage morn , '' said Dick ; `` and yon sun that is to rise will make the brightest day that ever shone for me . Your life is forfeit -- doubly forfeit , for my father 's death and your own practices to meward . But I myself have done amiss ; I have brought about men 's deaths ; and upon this glad day I will be neither judge nor hangman . An ye were the devil , I would not lay a hand on you . An ye were the devil , ye might go where ye will for me . Seek God 's forgiveness ; mine ye have freely . But to go on to Holywood is different . I carry arms for York , and I will suffer no spy within their lines . Hold it , then , for certain , if ye set one foot before another , I will uplift my voice and call the nearest post to seize you . '' `` Ye mock me , '' said Sir Daniel . `` I have no safety out of Holywood . '' `` I care no more , '' returned Richard . `` I let you go east , west , or south ; north I will not . Holywood is shut against you . Go , and seek not to return . For , once ye are gone , I will warn every post about this army , and there will be so shrewd a watch upon all pilgrims that , once again , were ye the very devil , ye would find it ruin to make the essay . '' `` Ye doom me , '' said Sir Daniel , gloomily .
`` I doom you not , '' returned XXXXX .
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