the merry adventures of robin hood(罗宾汉奇遇记)-第28章

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So　saying；　he　turned　and　led　the　way；　the　rest　following；　and　so　they
entered　the　forest　once　more　and　were　lost　to　sight。

So　that　night　all　was　ablaze　with　crackling　fires　in　the　woodlands；
for　though　Robin　and　those　others　spoken　of；　only　excepting　Midge；
the　Miller's　son；　had　many　a　sore　bump　and　bruise　here　and　there　on
their　bodies；　they　were　still　not　so　sore　in　the　joints　that　they　could　not
enjoy　a　jolly　feast　given　all　in　welcome　to　the　new　members　of　the　band。
Thus　with　songs　and　jesting　and　laughter　that　echoed　through　the　deeper
and　more　silent　nooks　of　the　forest；　the　night　passed　quickly　along；
as　such　merry　times　are　wont　to　do；　until　at　last　each　man　sought　his
couch　and　silence　fell　on　all　things　and　all　things　seemed　to　sleep。

But　Little　John's　tongue　was　ever　one　that　was　not　easy
of　guidance；　so　that；　inch　by　inch；　the　whole　story　of　his　fight
with　the　Tanner　and　Robin's　fight　with　Will　Scarlet　leaked　out。
And　so　I　have　told　it　that　you　may　laugh　at　the　merry　tale
along　with　me。



Robin　Hood　and　Allan　a　Dale

IT　HAS　just　been　told　how　three　unlucky　adventures　fell　upon　Robin　Hood
and　Little　John　all　in　one　day　bringing　them　sore　ribs　and　aching　bones。
So　next　we　will　tell　how　they　made　up　for　those　ill　happenings　by　a　good
action　that　came　about　not　without　some　small　pain　to　Robin。

Two　days　had　passed　by；　and　somewhat　of　the　soreness　had　passed
away　from　Robin　Hood's　joints；　yet　still；　when　he　moved　of　a　sudden
and　without　thinking；　pain　here　and　there　would；　as　it　were；
jog　him；　crying；　〃Thou　hast　had　a　drubbing；　good　fellow。〃

The　day　was　bright　and　jocund；　and　the　morning　dew　still　lay　upon　the　grass。
Under　the　greenwood　tree　sat　Robin　Hood；　on　one　side　was　Will　Scarlet；
lying　at　full　length　upon　his　back；　gazing　up　into　the　clear　sky；
with　hands　clasped　behind　his　head；　upon　the　other　side　sat　Little　John；
fashioning　a　cudgel　out　of　a　stout　crab…tree　limb；　elsewhere　upon　the　grass
sat　or　lay　many　others　of　the　band。

〃By　the　faith　of　my　heart；〃　quoth　merry　Robin；　〃I　do　bethink　me
that　we　have　had　no　one　to　dine　with　us　for　this　long　time。
Our　money　groweth　low　in　the　purse；　for　no　one　hath　come　to　pay
a　reckoning　for　many　a　day。　　Now　busk　thee；　good　Stutely；　and　choose
thee　six　men；　and　get　thee　gone　to　Fosse　Way　or　thereabouts；
and　see　that　thou　bringest　someone　to　eat　with　us　this　evening。
Meantime　we　will　prepare　a　grand　feast　to　do　whosoever　may　come
the　greater　honor。　　And　stay；　good　Stutely。　　I　would　have　thee
take　Will　Scarlet　with　thee；　for　it　is　meet　that　he　should　become
acquaint　with　the　ways　of　the　forest。〃

〃Now　do　I　thank　thee；　good　master；〃　quoth　Stutely；　springing　to　his　feet；
〃that　thou　hast　chosen　me　for　this　adventure。　　Truly；　my　limbs
do　grow　slack　through　abiding　idly　here。　　As　for　two　of　my　six；
I　will　choose　Midge　the　Miller　and　Arthur　a　Bland；　for；　as　well
thou　knowest；　good　master；　they　are　stout　fists　at　the　quarterstaff。
Is　it　not　so；　Little　John？〃

At　this　all　laughed　but　Little　John　and　Robin；　who　twisted　up　his　face。
〃I　can　speak　for　Midge；〃　said　he；　〃and　likewise　for　my　cousin　Scarlet。
This　very　blessed　morn　I　looked　at　my　ribs　and　found　them　as　many　colors
as　a　beggar's　cloak。〃

So；　having　chosen　four　more　stout　fellows；　Will　Stutely　and　his　band　set
forth　to　Fosse　Way；　to　find　whether　they　might　not　come　across　some　rich
guest　to　feast　that　day　in　Sherwood　with　Robin　and　his　band。

For　all　the　livelong　day　they　abided　near　this　highway。
Each　man　had　brought　with　him　a　good　store　of　cold　meat　and　a　bottle
of　stout　March　beer　to　stay　his　stomach　till　the　homecoming。
So　when　high　noontide　had　come　they　sat　them　down　upon　the　soft　grass；
beneath　a　green　and　wide…spreading　hawthorn　bush；　and　held　a　hearty
and　jovial　feast。　　After　this；　one　kept　watch　while　the　others　napped；
for　it　was　a　still　and　sultry　day。

Thus　they　passed　the　time　pleasantly　enow；　but　no　guest　such　as　they
desired　showed　his　face　in　all　the　time　that　they　lay　hidden　there。
Many　passed　along　the　dusty　road　in　the　glare　of　the　sun：
now　it　was　a　bevy　of　chattering　damsels　merrily　tripping　along；
now　it　was　a　plodding　tinker；　now　a　merry　shepherd　lad；
now　a　sturdy　farmer；　all　gazing　ahead　along　the　road；
unconscious　of　the　seven　stout　fellows　that　lay　hidden　so　near　them。
Such　were　the　travelers　along　the　way；　but　fat　abbot；　rich　esquire；
or　money…laden　usurer　came　there　none。

At　last　the　sun　began　to　sink　low　in　the　heavens；　the　light
grew　red　and　the　shadows　long。　　The　air　grew　full　of　silence；
the　birds　twittered　sleepily；　and　from　afar　came；　faint　and　clear；
the　musical　song　of　the　milkmaid　calling　the　kine　home
to　the　milking。

Then　Stutely　arose　from　where　he　was　lying。　　〃A　plague　of　such　ill　luck！〃
quoth　he。　　〃Here　have　we　abided　all　day；　and　no　bird　worth
the　shooting；　so　to　speak；　hath　come　within　reach　of　our　bolt。
Had　I　gone　forth　on　an　innocent　errand；　I　had　met　a　dozen　stout
priests　or　a　score　of　pursy　money…lenders。　But　it　is　ever　thus：
the　dun　deer　are　never　so　scarce　as　when　one　has　a　gray　goose
feather　nipped　betwixt　the　fingers。　　Come；　lads；　let　us　pack　up
and　home　again；　say　I。〃

Accordingly；　the　others　arose；　and；　coming　forth　from　out　the　thicket；
they　all　turned　their　toes　back　again　to　Sherwood。　　After　they　had　gone
some　distance；　Will　Stutely；　who　headed　the　party；　suddenly　stopped。
〃Hist！〃　quoth　he；　for　his　ears　were　as　sharp　as　those　of　a　five…year…old　fox。
〃Hark；　lads！　　Methinks　I　hear　a　sound。〃　　At　this　all　stopped　and　listened
with　bated　breath；　albeit　for　a　time　they　could　hear　nothing；　their　ears　being
duller　than　Stutely's。　At　length　they　heard　a　faint　and　melancholy　sound；
like　someone　in　lamentation。

〃Ha！〃　quoth　Will　Scarlet；　〃this　must　be　looked　into。
There　is　someone　in　distress　nigh　to　us　here。〃

〃I　know　not；〃　quoth　Will　Stutely；　shaking　his　head　doubtfully；
〃our　master　is　ever　rash　about　thrusting　his　finger　into　a　boiling　pot；
but；　for　my　part；　I　see　no　use　in　getting　ourselves　into　mischievous　coils。
Yon　is　a　man's　voice；　if　I　mistake　not；　and　a　man　should　be　always　ready
to　get　himself　out　from　his　own　pothers。〃

Then　out　spake　Will　Scarlet　boldly。　　〃Now　out　upon　thee；
to　talk　in　that　manner；　Stutely！　　Stay；　if　thou　dost　list。
I　go　to　see　what　may　be　the　trouble　of　this　poor　creature。〃

〃Nay；〃　quoth　Stutely；　〃thou　dost　leap　so　quickly；　thou'lt　tumble　into
the　ditch。　　Who　said　I　would　not　go？　　Come　along；　say　I。〃　Thus　saying；
he　led　the　way；　the　others　following；　till；　after　they　had　gone
a　short　distance；　they　came　to　a　little　opening　in　the　woodland；
whence　a　brook；　after　gurgling　out　from　under　the　tangle　of
overhanging　bushes；　spread　out　into　a　broad　and　glassy…pebbled　pool。
By　the　side　of　this　pool；　and　beneath　the　branches　of　a　willow；　lay　a
youth　upon　his　face；　weeping　aloud；　the　sound　of　which　had　first　caught
the　quick　ears　of　Stutely。　　His　golden　locks　were　tangled；　his　clothes
were　all　awry；　and　everything　about　him　betokened　sorrow　and　woe。
Over　his　head；　from　the　branches　of　the　osier；　hung　a　beautiful　harp
of　polished　wood　inlaid　with　gold　and　silver　in　fantastic　devices。
Beside　him　lay　a　stout　ashen　bow　and　half　a　score　of　fair；　smooth　arrows。

〃Halloa！〃　shouted　Will　Stutely；　when　they　had　come　out　from　the　forest
into　the　little　open　spot。　　〃Who　art　thou；　fellow；　that　liest　there
killing　all　the　green　grass　with　salt　water？〃

Hearing　the　voice；　the　stranger　sprang　to　his　feet　and；
snatching　up　his　bow　and　fitting　a　shaft；　held　himself　in　readiness
for　whatever　ill　might　befall　him。

〃Truly；〃　said　one　of　the　yeomen；　when　they　had　seen　the　young
stranger's　face；　〃I　do　know　that　lad　right　well。　　He　is　a　certain
minstrel　that　I　have　seen　hereabouts　more　than　once。　　It　was　only
a　week　ago　I　saw　him　skipping　across　the　hill　like　a　yearling　doe。
A　fine　sight　he　was　then；　with　a　flower　at　his　ear　and　a　cock's
plume　stuck　in　his　cap；　but　now；　methinks；　our　cockerel　is　shorn
of　his　gay　feathers。〃

〃Pah！〃　cried　Will　Stutely；　coming　up　to　the　stranger；
〃wipe　thine　eyes；　man！　　I　do　hate　to　see　a　tall；　stout　fellow
so　sniveling　like　a　girl　of　fourteen　over　a　dead　tomtit。
Put　down　thy　bow；　man！　　We　mean　thee　no　harm。