Приключения Робин Гуда

           "Thouartindeedagoodandholyman.Prytheegivememyswordandletmeaway,forIaminhaste."

           AtthisthestoutFriarlookeduponRobinforalongtime,hisheadononeside,andwithamostwaggishtwisttohisface;thenheslowlywinkedhisrighteye."Nay,goodyouth,"saidhegently,"Idoubtnotthatthouartinhastewiththineaffairs,yetthoudostthinknothingofmine.Thineareofacarnalnature;mineareofaspiritualnature,aholywork,sotospeak;moreover,mineaffairsdolieupontheothersideofthisstream.Iseebythyquestofthissameholyreclusethatthouartagoodyoungmanandmostreverenttothecloth.Ididgetwetcominghither,andamsadlyafraidthatshouldIwadethewateragainImightgetcertaincricksandpainsi’thejointsthatwouldmarmydevotionsformanyadaytocome.IknowthatsinceIhavesohumblydonethybiddingthouwiltcarrymebackagain.ThouseesthowSaintGodrick,thatholyhermitwhosenataldaythisis,hathplacedinmyhandstwoswordsandinthineneveraone.Thereforebepersuaded,goodyouth,andcarrymebackagain."

           RobinHoodlookedupandhelookeddown,bitinghisnetherlip.Quothhe,"ThoucunningFriar,thouhastmefairandfastenow.Letmetelltheethatnotoneofthyclothhathsohoodwinkedmeinallmylifebefore.Imighthaveknownfromthylooksthatthouwertnosuchholymanasthoudidstpretendtobe.