But the man , flushed with drink and battle , struck Dick upon the shoulder with one hand , while with the other he twitched away his garment . Thereupon the full wrath of the young leader burst from his control . He seized the fellow in his strong embrace , and crushed him on the plates of his mailed bosom like a child ; then , holding him at arm 's length , he bid him speak as he valued life . `` I pray you mercy ! '' gasped the archer . `` An I had thought ye were so angry I would ` a ' been charier of crossing you . I was here indeed . '' `` Know ye Sir Daniel ? '' pursued Dick . `` Well do I know him , '' returned the man . `` Was he in the mansion ? '' `` Ay , sir , he was , '' answered the archer ; `` but even as we entered by the yard gate he rode forth by the garden . '' `` Alone ? '' cried Dick . `` He may ` a ' had a score of lances with him , '' said the man . `` Lances ! No women , then ? '' asked Shelton . `` Troth , I saw not , '' said the archer . `` But there were none in the house , if that be your quest . ''
`` I thank you , '' said XXXXX .
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