All listened. A distant trampling of horses was heard.
The sounds approached rapidly, and at length a group of horsemen
glittering in holyday dresses was
visible among the trees.
"God's my life!" said Robin, "what means this? To arms,
my merrymen all."
"No arms, Robin," said the
foremosthorseman, riding up and springing
from his
saddle: "have you forgotten Sir William of the Lee?"
"No, by my fay," said Robin; "and right
welcome again to Sherwood."
Little John bustled to re-array the disorganised
economy of the table,
and
replace the dilapidations of the provender.
"I come late, Robin," said Sir William, "but I came by a wrestling,
where I found a good
yeoman wrongfully beset by a crowd of
sturdy varlets,
and I staid to do him right."
"I thank thee for that, in God's name," said Robin, "as if thy good service
had been to myself."
"And here," said the
knight, "is thy four hundred pound;
and my men have brought thee an hundred bows and as many
well-furnished quivers; which I
beseech thee to receive
and to use as a poor token of my
grateful kindness to thee:
for me and my wife and children didst thou
redeem from beggary."
"Thy bows and arrows," said Robin, "will I
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joyfully receive:
but of thy money, not a penny. It is paid already.
My Lady, who was thy
security, hath sent it me for thee."
Sir William pressed, but Robin was inflexible.
"It is paid," said Robin, "as this good
knight can
testify,
who saw my Lady's
messenger depart but now."
Sir William looked round to the stranger
knight, and
instantly fell
on his knee,
saying, "God save King Richard."
The
foresters, friar and all, dropped on their knees together,
and
repeated in
chorus: "God save King Richard."
"Rise, rise," said Richard, smiling: "Robin is king here, as his lady
hath shown. I have heard much of thee, Robin, both of thy present and thy
former state. And this, thy fair forest-queen, is, if tales say true,
the lady Matilda Fitzwater."
Marian signed acknowledgment.
"Your father," said the king, "has approved his
fidelity to me,
by the loss of his lands, which the newness of my return,
and many public cares, have not yet given me time to restore:
but this justice shall be done to him, and to thee also, Robin,
if thou wilt leave thy forest-life and resume thy earldom,
and be a peer of Coeur-de-Lion: for braver heart and juster
hand I never yet found."
Robin looked round on his men.
"Your followers," said the king, "shall have free
pardon, and such
of them as thou wilt part with shall have
maintenance from me;
and if ever I
confess to
priest, it shall be to thy friar."
"Gramercy to your majesty," said the friar; "and my inflictions
shall be flasks of
canary; and if the number be (as in grave cases
I may, peradventure, make it) too great for one frail mortality,
I will
relieve you by vicarious
penance, and pour down my own
throat the redundancy of the burden."
Robin and his followers embraced the king's proposal.
A
joyful meeting soon followed with the baron and Sir Guy of Gamwell:
and Richard himself honoured with his own presence a formal
solemnization of the nuptials of our lovers, whom he constantly
distinguished with his
peculiar regard.
The friar could not say, Farewell to the forest, without something
of a heavy heart: and he sang as he turned his back upon its bounds,
occasionally reverting his head:
Ye woods, that oft at
sultry noon
Have o'er me spread your messy shade:
Ye gushing streams, whose murmured tune
Has in my ear sweet music made,
While, where the dancing pebbles show
Deep in the
restless fountain-pool
The gelid water's
upward flow,
My second flask was laid to cool: