We heard loud quarrelling and talk of hanging men.

What is your argument ?" "A hard one of oak," answered old Sir John sullenly.

"My servant here said those logs upon your fire came from my Sticksley Wood, and I answered him that if so they were stolen, and my reeve should hang for it." "The worthy man is right, my son, and yet your forester deserves no punishment.

I bought our scanty store of firing from him, and, to tell truth, the count has not yet been paid.

The money that should have discharged it has gone to London, so I asked him to let it stand until the summer rents come in.