Sosimplewerethepoorboy\'swords，andsodeephissorrow，thatevenLittleJohnfeltacertainknottylumpriseinhisthroat。
\"Iwondernot，\"saidRobin，afteramoment\'ssilence，\"thatthytruelovelovedthee，forthouhastsurelyasilvercrossbeneaththytongue，evenlikegoodSaintFrancis，thatcouldcharmthebirdsoftheairbyhisspeech。\"
\"Bythebreathofmybody，\"burstforthLittleJohn，seekingtocoverhisfeelingswithangrywords，\"IhaveagreatpartofamindtogostraightwayandcudgelthenastylifeoutofthebodyofthatsamevileSirStephen。Marry，comeup，sayI——whataplague——doesanoldweazenthinkthattenderlassesaretobeboughtlikepulletso\'amarketday？
Outuponhim！——I——butnomatter，onlylethimlooktohimself。\"
ThenupspokeWillScarlet。\"Methinksitseemethbutilldoneofthelassthatsheshouldsoquicklychangeatothers\'bidding，moreespeciallywhenitcomethtothemarryingofamanasoldasthissameSirStephen。Ilikeitnotinher，Allan。\"