I know that since I have so humbly done thy bidding thou wilt carry me back again.

Thou seest how Saint Godrick, that holy hermit whose natal day this is, hath placed in my hands two swords and in thine never a one.

Therefore be persuaded, good youth, and carry me back again." Robin Hood looked up and he looked down, biting his nether lip.

Quoth he, "Thou cunning Friar, thou hast me fair and fast enow.

Let me tell thee that not one of thy cloth hath so hoodwinked me in all my life before.