The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood | Page 3

all the foresters were filled with rage, and he who had spoken the
first and had lost the wager was more angry than all.
"Nay," cried he, "the wager is none of thine, and get thee gone,
straightway, or, by all the saints of heaven, I'll baste thy sides until thou
wilt ne'er be able to walk again." "Knowest thou not," said another,
"that thou hast killed the King's deer, and, by the laws of our gracious
lord and sovereign King Harry, thine ears should be shaven close to thy
head?"
"Catch him!" cried a third.

"Nay," said a fourth, "let him e'en go because of his tender years."
Never a word said Robin Hood, but he looked at the foresters with a
grim face; then, turning on his heel, strode away from them down the
forest glade. But his heart was bitterly angry, for his blood was hot and
youthful and prone to boil.
Now, well would it have been for him who had first spoken had he left
Robin Hood alone; but his anger was hot, both because the youth had
gotten the better of him and because of the deep draughts of ale that he
had been quaffing. So, of a sudden, without any warning, he sprang to
his feet, and seized upon his bow and fitted it to a shaft. "Ay," cried he,
"and I'll hurry thee anon." And he sent the arrow whistling after Robin.
It was well for Robin Hood that that same forester's head was spinning
with ale, or else he would never have taken another step. As it was, the
arrow whistled within three inches of his head. Then he turned around
and quickly drew his own bow, and sent an arrow back in return.
"Ye said I was no archer," cried he aloud, "but say so now again!"
The shaft flew straight; the archer fell forward with a cry, and lay on
his face upon the ground, his arrows rattling about him from out of his
quiver, the gray goose shaft wet with his; heart's blood. Then, before
the others could gather their wits about them, Robin Hood was gone
into the depths of the greenwood. Some started after him, but not with
much heart, for each feared to suffer the death of his fellow; so
presently they all came and lifted the dead man up and bore him away
to Nottingham Town.
Meanwhile Robin Hood ran through the greenwood. Gone was all the
joy and brightness from everything, for his heart was sick within him,
and it was borne in upon his soul that he had slain a man.
"Alas!" cried he, "thou hast found me an archer that will make thy wife
to wring! I would that thou hadst ne'er said one word to me, or that I
had never passed thy way, or e'en that my right forefinger had been
stricken off ere that this had happened! In haste I smote, but grieve I

sore at leisure!" And then, even in his trouble, he remembered the old
saw that "What is done is done; and the egg cracked cannot be cured."
And so he came to dwell in the greenwood that was to be his home for
many a year to come, never again to see the happy days with the lads
and lasses of sweet Locksley Town; for he was outlawed, not only
because he had killed a man, but also because he had poached upon the
King's deer, and two hundred pounds were set upon his head, as a
reward for whoever would bring him to the court of the King.
Now the Sheriff of Nottingham swore that he himself would bring this
knave Robin Hood to justice, and for two reasons: first, because he
wanted the two hundred pounds, and next, because the forester that
Robin Hood had killed was of kin to him.
But Robin Hood lay hidden in Sherwood Forest for one year, and in
that time there gathered around him many others like himself, cast out
from other folk for this cause and for that. Some had shot deer in
hungry wintertime, when they could get no other food, and had been
seen in the act by the foresters, but had escaped, thus saving their ears;
some had been turned out of their inheritance, that their farms might be
added to the King's lands in Sherwood Forest; some had been despoiled
by a great baron or a rich abbot or a powerful esquire-- all, for one
cause or another, had come to Sherwood to escape wrong and
oppression.
So, in all that year, fivescore or more good stout yeomen gathered
about Robin Hood, and chose him to be their leader and chief. Then
they vowed that even as they themselves had been despoiled they