I am no thief, but an honest craftsman.

As for my countenance, it is what it is; and, for the matter of that, thine own is none too pretty, thou saucy fellow." "Ha!" quoth Little John in a great loud voice, "wouldst thou give me backtalk?
Now I have a great part of a mind to crack thy pate for thee.
I would have thee know, fellow, that I am, as it were, one of the King's foresters.

Leastwise," muttered he to himself, "I and my friends do take good care of our good sovereign's deer." "I care not who thou art," answered the bold Tanner, "and unless thou hast many more of thy kind by thee, thou canst never make Arthur a Bland cry 'A mercy.'" "Is it so ?" cried Little John in a rage.

"Now, by my faith, thou saucy rogue, thy tongue hath led thee into a pit thou wilt have a sorry time getting out of; for I will give thee such a drubbing as ne'er hast thou had in all thy life before.

Take thy staff in thy hand, fellow, for I will not smite an unarmed man.
"Marry come up with a murrain!" cried the Tanner, for he, too, had talked himself into a fume.