"Why, boy, but this is a worse business than usual.

I am sorry for it, for I had something purposed to take thee with me to Windsor on the next morrow, as well as Bertram, and show thee to the king, and give thee a glimpse of the world of court.
But if thou be in such plight as this, thou wilt scarce be fit to go." "I must await another time," muttered Edred, in the same indistinct way, and Julian added with an air of chagrin: "It was a villainous mischance.

I would I had been more careful.

I am always having the ill luck to hurt Edred." "Nay, the fault is mine!" exclaimed the other boy.
"And now thou wilt be hindered from seeing the king and his fine court." "Perchance thou wilt go in my stead." "Nay, that will I not.

An thou stayest at home for fault of mine, I will stay to keep thee company.
"Now, gentle mother, prithee see if he be much hurt.