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to the cave._] LITTLE JOHN Skip, you chatterer! Here comes our master. [_Enter ROBIN HOOD._] Master, where hast thou been? I feared some harm had come to thee. What's this? This was a cloth-yard shaft that tore thy coat! ROBIN Oh, ay, they barked my shoulder, devil take them. I got it on the borders of the wood. St. Nicholas, my lad, they're on the watch. LITTLE JOHN What didst thou there? They're on the watch, i' faith! A squirrel could not pass them. Why, my namesake Prince John would sell his soul to get thy head, And both his ears for Lady Marian; And whether his ears or soul be worth the more, I know not. When the first lark flittered up To sing, at dawn, I woke; and thou wast gone. What didst thou there? ROBIN Well, first I went to swim In the deep pool below the mill. LITTLE JOHN I swam Enough last night to last me many a day. What then? ROBIN I could not wash away the thought Of all you told me. If Prince John should dare! That helpless girl! No, no, I will not think it. Why, Little John, I went and tried to shoot A grey goose wing thro' Lady Marian's casement. LITTLE JOHN Oh, ay, and a pink nosegay tied beneath it. Now, master, you'll forgive your Little John,-- But that's midsummer madness and the may Is only half in flower as yet. But why-- You are wounded--why are you so pale? ROBIN No--no-- Not wounded; but oh, my good faithful friend, She is not there! I wished to send her warning. I could not creep much closer; but I swear I think the castle is in the hands of John. I saw some men upon the battlements, Not hers--I know--not hers! LITTLE JOHN Hist, who comes here? [_He seizes his bow and stands ready to shoot._] ROBIN Stop, man, it is the fool. Thank God, the fool, Shadow-of-a-Leaf, my Marian's dainty fool. How now, good fool, what news? What news? [_Enter SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF._] SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF Good fool! Should I be bad, sir, if I chanced to bring No news at all? That is the wise man's way. Thank heaven, I've lost my
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