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Chapter 13

           Imightaswellshootattheedgeofourparson’swhittle,oratawheatstraw,oratasunbeam,asatatwinklingwhitestreakwhichIcanhardlysee."

           "Cowardlydog!"saidPrinceJohn."SirrahLocksley,dothoushoot;but,ifthouhittestsuchamark,Iwillsaythouartthefirstmaneverdidso.Howeveritbe,thoushaltnotcrowoveruswithamereshowofsuperiorskill."

           "Iwilldomybest,asHubertsays,"answeredLocksley;"nomancandomore."

           Sosaying,heagainbenthisbow,butonthepresentoccasionlookedwithattentiontohisweapon,andchangedthestring,whichhethoughtwasnolongertrulyround,havingbeenalittlefrayedbythetwoformershots.Hethentookhisaimwithsomedeliberation,andthemultitudeawaitedtheeventinbreathlesssilence.Thearchervindicatedtheiropinionofhisskill:hisarrowsplitthewillowrodagainstwhichitwasaimed.Ajubileeofacclamationsfollowed;andevenPrinceJohn,inadmirationofLocksley’sskill,lostforaninstanthisdisliketohisperson."Thesetwentynobles,"hesaid,"which,withthebugle,thouhastfairlywon,arethineown;wewillmakethemfifty,ifthouwilttakeliveryandservicewithusasayeomanofourbodyguard,andbeneartoourperson.Forneverdidsostrongahandbendabow,orsotrueaneyedirectashaft."

           "Pardonme,noblePrince,"saidLocksley;"butIhavevowed,thatifeverItakeservice,itshouldbewithyourroyalbrotherKingRichard

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