There is always good cheer there enough and to spare.

They know what good living means, those holy men.

If all other trades failed, I would not mind turning friar myself." "Nay, brother, jest not upon the holy men," quoth his sister in a tone of gentle reproof.

Then turning to Paul, she added, with something of pleading in her tones, "But, sir, why peril yourself by venturing into the forest alone?
You have still but the use of one arm, and were the robbers to be on the watch for you, you would fall an easy prey into their hands." But Paul laughed, as also did Jack.
"I trow the robbers have something else to do than to play the spy continually on me and my movements," he said.

"They cannot always be on the watch, and the wood is dark and full of hiding places.
Were I to hear the sound of pursuit, I warrant me I could hide myself so that none should find me.