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CHAPTER VI What! shall we have incision? shall we embrew? โHenry IV.
Old Sir Guy of Gamwell, and young William Gamwell, and fair Alice Gamwell, and Sir Ralph Montfaucon and his squire, rode together the next morning to the scene of the feast. They arrived on a village green, surrounded with cottages peeping from among the trees by which the green was completely encircled. The whole circle was hung round with one continuous garland of flowers, depending in irregular festoons from the branches. In the centre of the green was a May-pole hidden in boughs and garlands; and a multitude of round-faced bumpkins and cherry-checked lasses were dancing around it, to the quadruple melody of Scrapesqueak, Whistlerap, Trumtwang, and Muggledrone: harmony we must not call it; for, though they had agreed to a partnership in point of tune, each, like a true painstaking man, seemed determined to have his time to himself: Muggledrone played allegretto, Trumtwang allegro, Whistlerap presto, and Scrapesqueak prestissimo. There was a kind of mathematical proportion in their discrepancy: while Muggledrone played the tune four times, Trumtwang played it five, Whistlerap six, and Scrapesqueak eight; for the latter completely distanced all his competitors, and indeed worked his elbow so nimbly that its outline was scarcely distinguishable through the mistiness of its rapid vibration.
While the knight was delighting his eyes and ears with these pleasant sights and sounds, all eyes were turned in one direction; and Sir Ralph, looking round, saw a fair lady in green and gold come riding through the trees, accompanied by a portly friar in grey, and several fair damsels and gallant grooms. On their nearer approach, he recognised the lady Matilda and her ghostly adviser, brother Michael. A party of foresters arrived from another direction, and then ensued cordial interchanges of greeting, and collisions of hands and lips, among the Gamwells and the new-comers,โโHow does my fair coz, Mawd?โ and โHow does my sweet coz, Mawd?โ and โHow does my wild coz, Mawd?โ And โEh! jolly friar, your hand, old boy:โ and โHere, honest friar:โ and โTo me, merry friar:โ and โBy your favour, mistress Alice:โ and โHey! cousin Robin:โ and โHey! cousin Will:โ and โOdโs life! merry Sir Guy, you grow younger every year,โโas the old knight shook them all in turn with one hand, and slapped them on the back with the other, in token of his affection. A number of young men and women advanced, some drawing, and others dancing round, a floral car; and having placed a crown of flowers on Matildaโs head, they saluted her Queen of the May, and drew her to the place appointed for the rural sports.
A hogshead of ale was abroach under an oak, and a fire was blazing in an open space before the trees to roast the fat deer which the foresters brought. The sports commenced; and, after an agreeable series of bowling, coiling, pitching, hurling, racing, leaping, grinning, wrestling or friendly dislocation of joints, and cudgel-playing or amicable cracking of skulls, the trial of archery ensued. The conqueror was to be rewarded with a golden arrow from the hand of the Queen of the May, who was to be his partner in the dance till the close of the feast. This stimulated the knightโs emulation: young Gamwell supplied him with a bow and arrow, and he took his station among the foresters, but had the mortification to be out-shot by them all, and to see one of them lodge the point of his arrow in the golden ring of the centre, and receive the prize from the hand of the beautiful Matilda, who smiled on him with particular grace. The jealous knight scrutinised the successful champion with great attention, and surely thought he had seen that face before. In the mean time the forester led the lady to the station. The luckless Sir Ralph drank deep draughts of love from the matchless grace of her attitudes, as, taking the bow in her left hand, and adjusting the arrow with her right, advancing her left foot, and gently curving her beautiful figure with a slight motion of her head that waved her black feathers and her ringleted hair, she drew the arrow to its head, and loosed it from her open fingers. The arrow struck within the ring of gold, so close to that of the victorious forester that the points were in contact, and the feathers were intermingled. Great acclamations succeeded, and the forester led Matilda to the dance. Sir Ralph gazed on her fascinating motions till the torments of baffled love and jealous rage became unendurable; and approaching young Gamwell, he asked him if he knew the name of that forester who was leading the dance with the Queen of the May?
โRobin, I believe,โ said young Gamwell carelessly; โI think they call him Robin.โ
โIs that all you know of him?โ said Sir Ralph.
โWhat more should I know of him?โ said young Gamwell.
โThen I can tell you,โ said Sir Ralph, โhe is the outlawed Earl of Huntingdon, on whose head is set so large a price.โ
โAy, is he?โ said young Gamwell, in the same careless manner.
โHe were a prize worth the taking,โ said Sir Ralph.
โNo doubt,โ said young Gamwell.
โHow think you?โ said Sir Ralph: โare the foresters his adherents?โ
โI cannot say,โ said young Gamwell.
โIs your peasantry loyal and well-disposed?โ said Sir Ralph.
โPassing loyal,โ said young Gamwell.
โIf I should call on them in the kingโs name,โ said Sir Ralph, โthink you they would aid and assist?โ
โMost likely they would,โ said young Gamwell, โone side or the other.โ
โAy, but which side?โ said the knight.
โThat remains to be tried,โ said young Gamwell.
โI have King Henryโs commission,โ said the knight, โto apprehend this earl that was. How would you advise me to act, being, as you see, without attendant force?โ
โI would advise you,โ said young Gamwell, โto take yourself off without delay, unless you would relish the taste of a volley of arrows, a shower of stones, and a hailstorm of cudgel-blows, which would not be turned aside by a God save King Henry.โ
Sir Ralphโs squire no sooner heard this, and saw by the looks of the speaker that he was not likely to prove a false prophet, than he clapped spurs to his horse and galloped off with might and main. This gave the knight a good excuse to pursue him, which he did with great celerity, calling, โStop, you rascal.โ When the squire fancied himself safe out of the reach of pursuit, he checked his speed, and allowed the knight to come up with him. They rode on several miles in silence, till they discovered the towers and spires of Nottingham, where the knight introduced himself to the sheriff, and demanded an armed force to assist in the apprehension of the outlawed Earl of Huntingdon. The sheriff, who was willing to have his share of the prize, determined to accompany the knight in person, and regaled him and his man with good store of the best; after which, they, with a stout retinue of fifty men, took the way to Gamwell feast.
โGodโs my life,โ said the sheriff, as they rode along, โI had as lief you would tell me of a service of plate. I much doubt if this outlawed earl, this forester Robin, be not the man
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