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KNIGHT Quickly, get thee gone! [_PRINCE JOHN goes out, shaken and white._] ROBIN We'll think no more of him! It is our rule That whomsoe'er we meet in merry greenwood Should dine with us. Will you not be our guest? KNIGHT That's a most happy thought! I have not heard A merrier word than dinner all this day. I am well-nigh starved. ROBIN Will you not raise your visor And let us know to whose good knightly hand We are so beholden? KNIGHT Sir, you will pardon me, If, for a little, I remain unknown. But, tell me, are you not that Robin Hood Who breaks the forest laws? ROBIN That is my name. We hold this earth as naturally our own As the glad common air we breathe. We think No man, no king, can so usurp the world As not to give us room to live free lives, But, if you shrink from eating the King's deer-- KNIGHT Shrink? Ha! ha! ha! I count it as my own! [_The FORESTERS appear, preparing the dinner on a table of green turfs, beneath a spreading oak. MARIAN and JENNY appear at the door of the hut. JENNY goes across to help at the preparations for dinner._] ROBIN Ah, there's my Lady Marian! Will you not come And speak with her? [_He and the KNIGHT go and talk to MARIAN in the background._] LITTLE JOHN [_At the table._] The trenchers all are set; Manchets of wheat, cream, curds and honey-cakes, Venison pasties, roasted pigeons! Much, Run to the cave; we'll broach our rarest wine To-day. Old Much is waiting for thee there To help him. He is growling roundly, too, At thy delay. MUCH [_Going towards the cave._] Ah me, my poor old father! JENNY I've dressed the salt and strawed the dining hall With flowers. [_Enter FRIAR TUCK with several more FORESTERS and WILL SCARLET._] ROBIN Ah, good Will Scarlet, here at last! FRIAR TUCK We should ha' been here sooner; but these others Borrowed a farmer's market cart and galloped Ahead of us! ROBIN Thy mother is in the hut, Sheer broken down with hope and fearfulness,
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