I take only the money in a linen bag, and the box of rose colored sugar which is a gift from my captain to the Lady Loring.

Wilt guard my treasure for me ?" "It shall be put in the safest loft, good archer.

Come when you may, you shall find it ready for you." "Now, there is a true friend!" cried the bowman, taking her hand.

"There is a bonne amie! English land and English women, say I, and French wine and French plunder.

I shall be back anon, mon ange.