He is free to return with you, if he yet be under tutors and governors, or afraid of the master's stripes.

Go, Earl William, I made a mistake; I thought you had been a man.

But since I was wrong I bid you get back to the monk's chapter house, to clerkly copies and childish toys." Then black and sullen anger glared from the eyes of the Douglas.
"Get hence," he cried.

"Hence, both of you--you, Uncle William, ere I forget your holy office and your kinsmanship; you, Malise, that I may settle with to-morrow ere the sun sets.

I swear it by my word as a Douglas.