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Little John Turns Barefoot Friar
AndnowLittleJohntookuphisstoutstaff,attheendofwhichhungachubbylittleleathernpottle,suchaspalmerscarryatthetipsoftheirstaves;butinitwassomething,Iwot,morelikegoodMalmseythancoldspringwater,suchasgodlypilgrimscarry.ThenuproseRobinandtookhisstoutstaffinhishand,likewise,andslippedtengoldenangelsintohispouch;fornobeggar’sgarbwasamongthestoresoftheband,sohewasfaintorunhischanceofmeetingabeggarandbuyinghisclothesofhim.
So,allbeingmadeready,thetwoyeomensetforthontheirway,stridinglustilyalongallinthemistymorning.Thustheywalkeddowntheforestpathuntiltheycametothehighway,andthenalongthehighwaytillitsplitintwain,leadingononehandtoBlythandontheothertoGainsborough.Heretheyeomenstopped.
QuothjollyRobin,"TakethoutheroadtoGainsborough,andIwilltakethattoBlyth.So,faretheewell,holyfather,andmaystthounotha’causetocountthybeadsinearnesterewemeetagain."
"Goodden,goodbeggarthatistobe,"quothLittleJohn,"andmaystthouhavenocausetobegformercyereIseetheenext."
Soeachsteppedsturdilyuponhiswayuntilagreenhillrosebetweenthem,andtheonewashidfromthesightoftheother.
LittleJohnwalkedalong,whistling,fornoonewasnighuponalltheroad.
