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The Chase of Robin Hood
Thissamerunninghathgivenmeamostcravingappetiteforvictualsanddrink.NowIpraySaintDunstanthathesendmespeedilysomemeatandbeer."
ItseemedasthoughSaintDunstanwasliketoanswerhisprayer,foralongtheroadcameploddingacertaincobbler,oneQuince,ofDerby,whohadbeentotakeapairofshoestoafarmernighKirkLangly,andwasnowcomingbackhomeagain,withafairboiledcaponinhispouchandastoutpottleofbeerbyhisside,whichsamethefarmerhadgivenhimforjoyofsuchastoutpairofshoon.GoodQuincewasanhonestfellow,buthiswitsweresomewhatoftheheavysort,likeunbakeddough,sothattheonlythingthatwasinhismindwas,"Threeshillingssixpenceha’pennyforthyshoon,goodQuince—threeshillingssixpenceha’pennyforthyshoon,"andthistraveledroundandroundinsideofhishead,withoutanotherthoughtgettingintohisnoddle,asapearollsroundandroundinsideanemptyquartpot.
"Halloa,goodfriend,"quothRobin,frombeneaththehedge,whentheotherhadgottennighenough,"whitherawaysomerrilythisbrightday?"
Hearinghimselfsocalledupon,theCobblerstopped,and,seeingawell-cladstrangerinblue,hespoketohiminseemlywise."Giveyegoodden,fairsir,andIwouldsaythatIcomefromKirkLangly,whereIha’soldmyshoonandgotthreeshillingssixpenceha’pennyfortheminassweetmoneyaseverthousawest,andhonestlyearnedtoo,Iwouldha’theeknow.
