"My time is come, and peradventure he may pass us by." "Bend me, then, your bow!" cried the other.

"What! will ye be a man ?" Dick crossed himself.

"Would ye have me shoot upon a leper ?" he cried.
"The hand would fail me.

Nay, now," he added--"nay, now, let be! With sound men I will fight, but not with ghosts and lepers.

Which this is, I wot not.