He saw Matcham fall ; and on the instant his spirit and his strength revived ; With a cry of pity and anger , he unslung and bent his arblast . But ere he had time to shoot , the leper held up his hand . `` Hold your shot , Dickon ! '' cried a familiar voice . `` Hold your shot , mad wag ! Know ye not a friend ? '' And then laying down Matcham on the turf , he undid the hood from off his face , and disclosed the features of Sir Daniel Brackley . `` Sir Daniel ! '' cried Dick . `` Ay , by the mass , Sir Daniel ! '' returned the knight . `` Would ye shoot upon your guardian , rogue ? But here is this '' -- And there he broke off , and pointing to Matcham , asked : `` How call ye him , Dick ? '' `` Nay , '' said Dick , `` I call him Master Matcham . Know ye him not ? He said ye knew him ! '' `` Ay , '' replied Sir Daniel , `` I know the lad ; '' and he chuckled . `` But he has fainted ; and , by my sooth , he might have had less to faint for ! Hey , Dick ? Did I put the fear of death upon you ? ''
`` Indeed , Sir XXXXX , ye did that , '' said Dick , and sighed again at the mere recollection .
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