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           Sotheygallopedforamileandmore,andLittleJohnranbetwixtthemaslightlyasastagandneverturnedahairwiththerunning.AtlastthefatBrotherdrewhishorse’sreinwithagroan,forhecouldstandtheshakingnolonger."Alas,"saidLittleJohn,withnotsomuchasacatchinhisbreath,"Ididsadlyfearthattheroughnessofthispacewouldshakethypooroldfatpaunch."

           TothisthefatFriarsaidneveraword,buthestaredstraightbeforehim,andhegnawedhisnetherlip.Andnowtheytraveledforwardmorequietly,LittleJohninthemiddleoftheroadwhistlingmerrilytohimself,andthetwofriarsinthefootpathoneithersidesayingneveraword.

           Thenpresentlytheymetthreemerryminstrels,allcladinred,whostaredamaintoseeaGrayFriarwithsuchshortrobeswalkinginthemiddleoftheroad,andtwobrotherswithheadsbowedwithshame,ridinguponrichlycaparisonedcobsonthefootpaths.Whentheyhadcomeneartotheminstrels,LittleJohnwavedhisstafflikeanusherclearingtheway."Makeway!"hecriedinaloudvoice."Makeway!makeway!Forherewego,wethree!"Thenhowtheminstrelsstared,andhowtheylaughed!ButthefatFriarshookaswithanague,andtheleanFriarbowedhisheadoverhishorse’sneck.

           Thennexttheymettwonobleknightsinricharray,withhawkonwrist,andlikewisetwofairladiescladinsilksandvelvets,alla-ridingonnoblesteeds.Theseallmaderoom,staring,asLittleJohnandthetwofriarscamealongtheroad.