the running。 At last the fat Brother drew his horse's rein with a groan； for he could stand the shaking no longer。 〃Alas；〃 said Little John； with not so much as a catch in his breath； 〃I did sadly fear that the roughness of this pace would shake thy poor old fat paunch。〃
To this the fat Friar said never a word； but he stared straight before him； and he gnawed his nether lip。 And now they traveled forward more quietly； Little John in the middle of the road whistling merrily to himself； and the two friars in the footpath on either side saying never a word。
Then presently they met three merry minstrels； all clad in red； who stared amain to see a Gray Friar with such short robes walking in the middle of the road； and two brothers。 with heads bowed with shame； riding upon richly caparisoned cobs on the footpaths。 When they had come near to the minstrels； Little John waved his staff like an usher clearing the way。 〃Make way！〃 he cried in a loud voice。 〃Make way！ make way！ For here we go； we three！〃 Then how the minstrels stared； and how they laughed！ But the fat Friar shook as with an ague； and the lean Friar bowed his head over his horse's neck。
Then next they met two noble knights in rich array； with hawk on wrist； and likewise two fair ladies clad in silks and velvets； all a…riding on noble steeds。 These all made room； staring； as Little John and the two friars came along the road。 To them Little John bowed humbly。 〃Give you greetings； lords and ladies；〃 said he。 〃But here we go； we three。〃
Then all laughed； and one of the fair ladies cried out； 〃What three meanest thou； merry friend？〃
Little John looked over his shoulder； for they had now passed each other； and he called back； 〃Big Jack； lean Jack and fat Jack…pudding。〃
At this the fat Friar gave a groan and seemed as if he were like to fall from his saddle for shame； the other brother said nothing； but he looked before him with a grim and stony look。
Just ahead of them the road took a sudden turn around a high hedge； and some twoscore paces beyond the bend another road crossed the one they were riding upon。 When they had come to the crossroad and were well away from those they had left； the lean Friar drew rein suddenly。 〃Look ye； fellow；〃 quoth he in a voice quivering with rage； 〃we have had enough of thy vile company； and care no longer to be made sport of。 Go thy way； and let us go ours in peace。〃
〃La there； now！〃 quoth Little John。 〃Methought we were such a merry company； and here thou dost blaze up like fat in the pan。 But truly； I ha' had enow of you today； though I can ill spare your company。 I know ye will miss me； but gin ye want me again； whisper to Goodman Wind； and he will bring news thereof to me。 But ye see I am a poor man and ye are rich。 I pray you give me a penny or two to buy me bread and cheese at the next inn。〃
〃We have no money； fellow；〃 said the lean Friar harshly。 〃Come； Brother Thomas； let us forward。〃
But Little John caught the horses by the bridle reins； one in either hand。 〃Ha' ye in truth no money about you whatsoever？〃 said he。 〃Now； I pray you； brothers； for charity's sake； give me somewhat to buy a crust of bread； e'en though it be only a penny。〃
〃I tell thee； fellow； we have no money；〃 thundered the fat little Friar with the great voice。
〃Ha' ye； in holy truth； no money？〃 asked Little John。
〃Not a farthing；〃 said the lean Friar sourly。
〃Not a groat；〃 said the fat Friar loudly。
〃Nay；〃 quoth Little John； 〃this must not be。 Far be it from me to see such holy men as ye are depart from me with no money。 Get both of you down straightway from off your horses； and we will kneel here in the middle of the crossroads and pray the blessed Saint Dunstan to send us some money to carry us on our journey。〃
〃What sayest thou； thou limb of evil！〃 cried the lean Friar； fairly gnashing his teeth with rage。 〃Doss thou bid me； the high cellarer of Fountain Abbey； to get down from my horse and kneel in the dirty road to pray to some beggarly Saxon saint？〃
〃Now；〃 quoth Little John； 〃I ha' a great part of a mind to crack thy head for thee for speaking thus of the good Saint Dunstan！ But get down straightway； for my patience will not last much longer； and I may forget that ye are both in holy orders。〃 So saying； he twirled his stout staff till it whistled again。
At this speech both friars grew as pale as dough。 Down slipped the fat Brother from off his horse on one side； and down slipped the lean Brother on the other。
〃Now； brothers； down on your knees and pray；〃 said Little John； thereupon； putting his heavy hands upon the shoulder of each； he forced them to their knees； he kneeling also。 Then Little John began to beseech Saint Dunstan for money； which he did in a great loud voice。 After he had so besought the Saint for a time； he bade the friars feel in their pouches and see if the Saint had sent them anything； so each put his hand slowly in the pouch that hung beside him； but brought nothing thence。
〃Ha！〃 quoth Little John； 〃have your prayers so little virtue？ Then let us at it again。〃 Then straightway he began calling on Saint Dunstan again； somewhat in this wise： 〃O gracious Saint Dunstan！ Send some money straightway to these poor folk； lest the fat one waste away and grow as lean as the lean one； and the lean one waste away to nothing at all； ere they get to Lincoln Town； but send them only ten shillings apiece； lest they grow puffed up with pride； Any more than that that thou sendest； send to me。
〃Now；〃 quoth he； rising； 〃let us see what each man hath。〃 Then he thrust his hand into his pouch and drew thence four golden angels。 〃What have ye； brothers？〃 said he。
Then once again each friar slowly thrust his hand into his pouch； and once again brought it out with nothing in it。
〃Have ye nothing？〃 quoth Little John。 〃Nay； I warrant there is somewhat that hath crept into the seams of your pouches； and so ye ha' missed it。 Let me look。〃
So he went first to the lean Friar； and； thrusting his hand into the pouch； he drew forth a leathern bag and counted therefrom one hundred and ten pounds of golden money。 〃I thought；〃 quoth Little John； 〃that thou hadst missed； in some odd corner of thy pouch； the money that the blessed Saint had sent thee。 And now let me see whether thou hast not some； also； brother。〃 Thereupon he thrust his hand into the pouch of the fat Friar and drew thence a bag like the other and counted out from it threescore and ten pounds。 〃Look ye now；〃 quoth he； 〃I knew the good Saint had sent thee some pittance that thou； also； hadst missed。〃
Then； giving them one pound between them； he slipped the rest of the money into his own pouch； saying； 〃Ye pledged me your holy word that ye had no money。 Being holy men； I trust that ye would not belie your word so pledged； therefore I know the good Saint Dunstan hath sent this in answer to my prayers。 But as I only prayed for ten shillings to be sent to each of you； all over and above that belongeth by rights to me； and so I take it。 I give you good den； brothers； and may ye have a pleasant journey henceforth。〃 So saying； he turned and left them； striding away。 The friars looked at one another with a woeful look； and slowly and sadly they mounted their horses again and rode away with never a word。
But Little John turned his footsteps back again to Sherwood Forest； and merrily he whistled as he strode along。
And now we will see what befell Robin Hood in his venture as beggar。
Robin Hood Turns Beggar
AFTER JOLLY ROBIN had left Little John at the forking of the roads； he walked merrily onward in the mellow sunshine that shone about him。 Ever and anon he would skip and leap or sing a snatch of song； for pure joyousness of the day； for； because of the sweetness of the springtide； his heart was as lusty within him as that of a colt newly turned out to grass。 Sometimes he would walk a long distance； gazing aloft at the great white swelling clouds that moved slowly across the deep blue sky； anon he would stop and drink in the fullness of life of all things； for the hedgerows were budding tenderly and the grass of the meadows was waxing long and green； again he would stand still and listen to the pretty song of the little birds in the thickets or hearken to the clear crow of the cock daring the sky to rain； whereat he would laugh； for it took but little to tickle Robin's heart into merriment。 So he trudged manfully along； ever willing to stop for this reason or for that； and ever ready to chat with such merry lasses as he met now and then。 So the morning slipped along； but yet he met no beggar with whom he could change clothes。 Quoth he； 〃If I do not change my luck in haste； I am like to have an empty day of it； for it is well nigh half gone already； and； although I have had a merry walk through the countryside； I know nought of a beggar's life。〃
Then； after a while； he began to grow hungry； whereupon his mind turned from thoughts of springtime and flowers and birds and dwelled upon boiled capons； Malmsey； white bread； and the like； with great tenderness。 Quoth he to himself； 〃I would I had Willie Wynkin's wishing coat； I know right well what I should wish for； and this it should be。〃 Here he marked upon the fingers of his left hand with the forefinger of his right hand those things which he wished for。 〃Firstly； I would have a sweet brown pie of tender larks； mark ye； not dry cooked； but with a good sop of gravy to moisten it withal。 Next； I would have a pretty pullet； fairly boiled； with tender pigeons' eggs； cunningly sliced； garnishing the platter around。 With these I would have a long； slim loaf of wheaten bread that hath been baked upon the hearth； it should be warm from the fire； with glossy brown crust； the color of the hair of mine own Maid Marian； and this same crust should be as crisp and brittle as the thin white ice that lies across the furrows in the early winter's morning。 These will do for the more solid things； but with these I must have three potties； fat and round； one full of Malmsey； one of Canary； and one brimming full of mine own dear lusty sack。〃 Thus spoke Robin to himself； his mouth growing moist at the corners with the thoughts of the good things he had raised in his own mind。
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