But he gave Waxy Garnett a quid -- sovereign , I mean -- and Waxy told Hobden he 'd have stood both barrels for half the money . ' ` He does n't understand , ' Una cried , watching the pale , troubled face . ` Oh , I wish -- ' She had scarcely said it when Puck rustled out of the hollies and spoke to the man quickly in foreign words . Puck wore a long cloak too -- the afternoon was just frosting down -- and it changed his appearance altogether . ` Nay , nay ! ' he said at last . ` You did not understand the boy . A freeman was a little hurt , by pure mischance , at the hunting . ' ' I know that mischance ! What did his Lord do ? Laugh and ride over him ? ' the old man sneered . ` It was one of your own people did the hurt , Kadmiel . ' Puck 's eyes twinkled maliciously . ` So he gave the freeman a piece of gold , and no more was said . ' ' A Jew drew blood from a Christian and no more was said ? ' Kadmiel cried . ` Never ! When did they torture him ? ' ` No man may be bound , or fined , or slain till he has been judged by his peers , ' Puck insisted .
` There is but one Law in Old England for Jew or XXXXX -- the Law that was signed at Runnymede . '
Christian Garnett Hobden Puck Una afternoon hollies mischance quid torture