Knowest thou not that Richard of Warwick, the great Nevile, ever spares the commons?
Begone! I say." The captain's low voice grew terrible as he uttered the last words.

The savage rose, and without a word stalked away.
"Look you, my masters," said Robin, turning to the rest, "soldiers must plunder a hostile country.

While York is on the throne, England is a hostile country to us Lancastrians.

Rob, then, rifle, if ye will; but he who takes life shall lose it.

Ye know me!" The robbers looked down, silent and abashed.