Also, it may have crossed the minds of both of them that such mail as this which the Saracens had forged, if somewhat out of fashion, could still turn swordcuts.
Then there was Grey Dick, whose garments seemed to consist of a sack with holes in it tied round him with a rope, his quiver of arrows slung over it for ornament.

He sat by the fire on a stool, oiling his black bow with a rind of the fat bacon that he had been eating.
All the tale had been told, and Father Arnold looked very grave indeed.
"I have known strange and dreadful stories in my time," he said, "but never, I think, one stranger or more dreadful.

What would you do now, godson ?" "Take sanctuary for myself and Grey Dick because of the slaying of John Clavering and others, and afterward be married by you to Eve." "Be married to the sister with the brother's blood upon your hands without absolution from the Church or pardon from the King; and you but a merchant's younger son and she to-night one of the greatest heiresses in East Anglia! Why, how may that be ?" "I blame him not," broke in Eve.

"John, whom I never loved, strove to smoke us out like rats because he was in the pay of the Norman, my Lord of Acour.

John struck Hugh in the face with his hand and slandered him with his tongue.