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Robin Hood and Guy of Gisbourne
AstheSherifflookedaroundereheorderedhismentostringthethreeyouthsuptotheoaktree,hiseyesfelluponthisstrangeoldman.Thenhisworshipbeckonedtohim,saying,"Comehither,father,Ihaveafewwordstosaytothee."SoLittleJohn,foritwasnoneotherthanhe,cameforward,andtheSherifflookeduponhim,thinkingthattherewassomethingstrangelyfamiliarinthefacebeforehim."How,now,"saidhe,"methinksIhaveseentheebefore.Whatmaythynamebe,father?"
"PleaseYourWorship,"saidLittleJohn,inacrackedvoicelikethatofanoldman,"mynameisGilesHobble,atYourWorship’sservice."
"GilesHobble,GilesHobble,"mutteredtheSherifftohimself,turningoverthenamesthathehadinhismindtotrytofindonetofittothis."Iremembernotthyname,"saidheatlast,"butitmattersnot.Hastthouamindtoearnsixpencethisbrightmorn?"
"Ay,marry,"quothLittleJohn,"formoneyisnotsoplentywithmethatIshouldcastsixpenceawayanIcouldearnitbyanhonestturn.WhatisitYourWorshipwouldhavemedo?"
"Why,this,"saidtheSheriff."Herearethreementhatneedhangingasbadlyasanye’erIsaw.IfthouwiltstringthemupIwillpaytheetwopenceapieceforthem.Ilikenotthatmymen-at-armsshouldturnhangmen.
