Приключения Робин Гуда

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           "Wellthen,goodfellow,holyfather,orwhateverthouart,"quothRobin,"IwouldknowwhetherthissameFriaristobefounduponthissideoftheriverortheother."

           "That,"quoththeFriar,"isapracticalquestionuponwhichthecunningrulesappertainingtologictouchnot.Idoadvisetheetofindthatoutbytheaidofthineownfivesenses;sight,feeling,andwhatnot."

           "Idowishmuch,"quothRobin,lookingthoughtfullyatthestoutpriest,"tocrossyonfordandstrivetofindthissamegoodFriar."

           "Truly,"saidtheotherpiously,"itisagoodlywishonthepartofonesoyoung.Farbeitfrommetochecktheeinsoholyaquest.Friend,theriverisfreetoall."

           "Yea,goodfather,"saidRobin,"butthouseestthatmyclothesareofthefinestandIfainwouldnotgetthemwet.Methinksthyshouldersarestoutandbroad;couldstthounotfinditinthyhearttocarrymeacross?"

           "Now,bythewhitehandoftheholyLadyoftheFountain!"burstforththeFriarinamightyrage,"dostthou,thoupoorpunystripling,thoukiss-my-lady-lapoppenjay;thou—thouWhatshallIcallthee?Dostthouaskme,theholyTuck,tocarrythee?NowIswear—"Herehepausedsuddenly,thenslowlytheangerpassedfromhisface,andhislittleeyestwinkledoncemore."ButwhyshouldInot?"quothhepiously.