Sir Amédée Forestier 1854 - 1930 Read Less Artwork And in such plight the Sheriff came back to...As he cried, another man, mounted on a great white...But the fourth arrow split the wand cleanThe captive had become two men, and the other man...A cloak was spread on the ground, and the money..."Do you know me?" she saidFor a moment she paused as if dazedForth from the brushwood—alone, erect, with bare...He bowed low before her. "I am called Robin Hood,...He drank more heavily and became good company for...He drew near to the stranger, and touched him with...He swore a great oath that....he would himself......"Hold! Halt!" And Allen o' the Dale felt a hand on..."I did you wrong. It—it was your kill""The kill was mine!" Little John broke forth..."The King!" she cried shrilly, "I would speak with..."A murrain on this forest," he exclaimed, "and on..."Nay," said Will Scarlett, "I have no further...The old woman lost her wonted quiet and patience,...One hand still grasped the staff, the other rubbed...Quickly and deftly she descended the rope, the..."See," he said to the captain of his men-at-arms, "...She burned one end of a stick in the torch, and...The Sheriff himself, and a goodly following with...So that night a litter was made ready and Robin was...Sought the consolations of piety, and made great...Then she took the daisy-chain that she was wearing...They bore him to the window and held him there...They stood in silence as the procession passed them..."To the rescue!" cried Robin, and rushed at the...Under this stair on piles of straw slept certain of...The usurer did not seem very well pleased"Who are you?" he asked gravely. "And what would...With that, Little John picked him up and put him... Show Full List Hide Full List And in such plight the Sheriff came back to Nottingham1898As he cried, another man, mounted on a great white horse, flashed across the track1898But the fourth arrow split the wand clean1898The captive had become two men, and the other man was a giant1898A cloak was spread on the ground, and the money poured out on to it1898"Do you know me?" she said1898For a moment she paused as if dazed1898Forth from the brushwood—alone, erect, with bare head—strode Robin Hood1898He bowed low before her. "I am called Robin Hood, fair lady. It may be that you know the name."1898He drank more heavily and became good company for no man1898He drew near to the stranger, and touched him with his foot. "Get up," he said1898He swore a great oath that....he would himself...enter Sherwood and capture the outlaws1898"Hold! Halt!" And Allen o' the Dale felt a hand on his shoulder1898"I did you wrong. It—it was your kill"1898"The kill was mine!" Little John broke forth impetuously1898"The King!" she cried shrilly, "I would speak with the King!"1898"A murrain on this forest," he exclaimed, "and on all that are in it!"1898"Nay," said Will Scarlett, "I have no further business with you"1898The old woman lost her wonted quiet and patience, and cursed the agent and the Sheriff1898One hand still grasped the staff, the other rubbed his bruised pate1898Quickly and deftly she descended the rope, the knots providing a hold for hands and feet1898"See," he said to the captain of his men-at-arms, "that you follow that man closely when he appears"1898She burned one end of a stick in the torch, and then slowly and laboriously began to draw1898The Sheriff himself, and a goodly following with him, watched the torch fade away1898So that night a litter was made ready and Robin was laid upon it1898Sought the consolations of piety, and made great gifts to the Church1898Then she took the daisy-chain that she was wearing, and put it about his neck1898They bore him to the window and held him there upright1898They stood in silence as the procession passed them and vanished in the distance1898"To the rescue!" cried Robin, and rushed at the keeper1898Under this stair on piles of straw slept certain of the serving men; but these, too, she passed in safety1898The usurer did not seem very well pleased1898"Who are you?" he asked gravely. "And what would you with me?"1898With that, Little John picked him up and put him back in the river again1898
