I have a French feather-bed there, which I have been at pains to keep these years back.

I had it at the sacking of Issodun, and the King himself hath not such a bed.

If you throw me, it is thine; but, if I throw you, then you are under a vow to take bow and bill and hie with me to France, there to serve in the White Company as long as we be enrolled." "A fair wager!" cried all the travellers, moving back their benches and trestles, so as to give fair field for the wrestlers.
"Then you may bid farewell to your bed, soldier," said Hordle John.
"Nay; I shall keep the bed, and I shall have you to France in spite of your teeth, and you shall live to thank me for it.

How shall it be, then, mon enfant?
Collar and elbow, or close-lock, or catch how you can ?" "To the devil with your tricks," said John, opening and shutting his great red hands.

"Stand forth, and let me clip thee." "Shalt clip me as best you can then," quoth the archer, moving out into the open space, and keeping a most wary eye upon his opponent.