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Identifier: robinhoodhisbook00tapp (find matches)
Title: Robin Hood, his book
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Tappan, Eva March, 1854-1930 Harding, Charlotte, 1873-1951, ill
Subjects: Robin Hood (Legendary character) Folklore -- England
Publisher: Boston : Little, Brown
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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g at the sun-dial. ( 197) Robin Hood: His Book Rap, rap, rap, sounded again on the greatdoor, and this time the abbot heard it. Helooked first white and then red. He half rosefrom his seat, and then he sank down again. Meanwhile the high cellarer had slipped upthe stairs and looked out through the loopholein the wall. He came running down in greatdelight. Its he, its he, he cried, but his clothesare dusty and ragged and stained and patched,and the friend thats with him looks even worse.He has no money. Then the stout abbot took courage and openedthe great hall door, but not a word of welcomedid he speak. The two knights entered theroom, and gave courteous greeting, first to theabbot, then to the lord high justice, then tothe sheriff, and then to the high cellarer.The knight bent on one knee before the stoutabbot. Sir Abbot, said he, it may well be that agreat man like you has forgotten the debt of fourhundred pounds that I owe you. Have you brought your money ? growledthe abbot. (198)
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Robin Hood: His Book Alas, I ve not a penny in my purse, saidthe knight, holding forth the empty purse,but — Theres no but about it, thundered theabbot. What are you here for ? Go on withthe feast. Drink to my health, Sir Justice. But, Sir Abbot, pleaded the knight, tosave a true knight from poverty, will you notgive me but a little longer time? Never a day, shouted the stout abbot. Good Sir Justice, begged the knight, willyou not be my friend? Will you not see rightdone me ? By robe and fee, declared the lord highjustice, I am bound to the abbot. Good Sir Sheriff, pleaded the knight, willyou not beg the abbot to give me but a singlemonth to save my lands ? Its not my business to help good-for-naughtsout of their scrapes, said the sheriff, its mybusiness to hang them. Sir High Cellarer, begged the knight, Ihad a good friend and true, but when I went tohis castle a seven-night ago, he was still overthe seas. He would have given me four hundred ( 199) Robin Hood: His Book pounds and t

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