Some of my lads will pick me their way home.

Hatch hath ten fellows; Selden, he had six.

Nay, we shall soon be strong again; and if I can but buy my peace with my right fortunate and undeserving Lord of York, why, Dick, we'll be a man again and go a-horseback!" And so saying, the knight filled himself a horn of canary, and pledged his ward in dumb show.
"Selden," Dick faltered--"Selden"-- And he paused again.
Sir Daniel put down the wine untasted.
"How!" he cried, in a changed voice.

"Selden?
Speak! What of Selden ?" Dick stammered forth the tale of the ambush and the massacre.
The knight heard in silence; but as he listened, his countenance became convulsed with rage and grief.
"Now here," he cried, "on my right hand, I swear to avenge it! If that I fail, if that I spill not ten men's souls for each, may this hand wither from my body! I broke this Duckworth like a rush; I beggared him to his door; I burned the thatch above his head; I drove him from this country; and now, cometh he back to beard me?
Nay, but, Duckworth, this time it shall go bitter hard!" He was silent for some time, his face working.
"Eat!" he cried, suddenly.

"And you here," he added to Matcham, "swear me an oath to follow straight to the Moat House." "I will pledge mine honour," replied Matcham.
"What make I with your honour ?" cried the knight.