look　ever　narrowly　to　see　what　lord　is　profited　thereby。　　Now；　Sir
  Daniel；　having　once　more　joined　him　to　the　Queen's　party；　is　in　ill
  odour　with　the　Yorkist　lords。　　Thence；　Bennet；　comes　the　blow　…　by
  what　procuring；　I　yet　seek；　but　therein　lies　the　nerve　of　this
  discomfiture。〃
  〃An't　please　you；　Sir　Oliver；〃　said　Bennet；　〃the　axles　are　so　hot
  in　this　country　that　I　have　long　been　smelling　fire。　　So　did　this
  poor　sinner；　Appleyard。　　And；　by　your　leave；　men's　spirits　are　so
  foully　inclined　to　all　of　us；　that　it　needs　neither　York　nor
  Lancaster　to　spur　them　on。　　Hear　my　plain　thoughts：　　You；　that　are
  a　clerk；　and　Sir　Daniel；　that　sails　on　any　wind；　ye　have　taken　many
  men's　goods；　and　beaten　and　hanged　not　a　few。　　Y'　are　called　to
  count　for　this；　in　the　end；　I　wot　not　how；　ye　have　ever　the
  uppermost　at　law；　and　ye　think　all　patched。　　But　give　me　leave；　Sir
  Oliver：　　the　man　that　ye　have　dispossessed　and　beaten　is　but　the
  angrier；　and　some　day；　when　the　black　devil　is　by；　he　will　up　with
  his　bow　and　clout　me　a　yard　of　arrow　through　your　inwards。〃
  〃Nay；　Bennet；　y'　are　in　the　wrong。　　Bennet；　ye　should　be　glad　to　be
  corrected；〃　said　Sir　Oliver。　　〃Y'　are　a　prater；　Bennet；　a　talker；　a
  babbler；　your　mouth　is　wider　than　your　two　ears。　　Mend　it；　Bennet；
  mend　it。〃
  〃Nay；　I　say　no　more。　　Have　it　as　ye　list；〃　said　the　retainer。
  The　priest　now　rose　from　the　stool；　and　from　the　writing…case　that
  hung　about　his　neck　took　forth　wax　and　a　taper；　and　a　flint　and
  steel。　　With　these　he　sealed　up　the　chest　and　the　cupboard　with　Sir
  Daniel's　arms；　Hatch　looking　on　disconsolate；　and　then　the　whole
  party　proceeded；　somewhat　timorously；　to　sally　from　the　house　and
  get　to　horse。
  〃'Tis　time　we　were　on　the　road；　Sir　Oliver；〃　said　Hatch；　as　he　held
  the　priest's　stirrup　while　he　mounted。
  〃Ay；　but；　Bennet；　things　are　changed；〃　returned　the　parson。　　〃There
  is　now　no　Appleyard　…　rest　his　soul！　…　to　keep　the　garrison。　　I
  shall　keep　you；　Bennet。　　I　must　have　a　good　man　to　rest　me　on　in
  this　day　of　black　arrows。　　'The　arrow　that　flieth　by　day；'　saith
  the　evangel；　I　have　no　mind　of　the　context；　nay；　I　am　a　sluggard
  priest；　I　am　too　deep　in　men's　affairs。　　Well；　let　us　ride　forth；
  Master　Hatch。　　The　jackmen　should　be　at　the　church　by　now。〃
  So　they　rode　forward　down　the　road；　with　the　wind　after　them；
  blowing　the　tails　of　the　parson's　cloak；　and　behind　them；　as　they
  went；　clouds　began　to　arise　and　blot　out　the　sinking　sun。　　They　had
  passed　three　of　the　scattered　houses　that　make　up　Tunstall　hamlet；
  when；　coming　to　a　turn；　they　saw　the　church　before　them。　　Ten　or　a
  dozen　houses　clustered　immediately　round　it；　but　to　the　back　the
  churchyard　was　next　the　meadows。　　At　the　lych…gate；　near　a　score　of
  men　were　gathered；　some　in　the　saddle；　some　standing　by　their
  horses'　heads。　　They　were　variously　armed　and　mounted；　some　with
  spears；　some　with　bills；　some　with　bows；　and　some　bestriding
  plough…horses；　still　splashed　with　the　mire　of　the　furrow；　for
  these　were　the　very　dregs　of　the　country；　and　all　the　better　men
  and　the　fair　equipments　were　already　with　Sir　Daniel　in　the　field。
  〃We　have　not　done　amiss；　praised　be　the　cross　of　Holywood！　　Sir
  Daniel　will　be　right　well　content；〃　observed　the　priest；　inwardly
  numbering　the　troop。
  〃Who　goes？　　Stand！　if　ye　be　true！〃　shouted　Bennet。　　A　man　was　seen
  slipping　through　the　churchyard　among　the　yews；　and　at　the　sound　of
  this　summons　he　discarded　all　concealment；　and　fairly　took　to　his
  heels　for　the　forest。　　The　men　at　the　gate；　who　had　been　hitherto
  unaware　of　the　stranger's　presence；　woke　and　scattered。　　Those　who
  had　dismounted　began　scrambling　into　the　saddle；　the　rest　rode　in
  pursuit；　but　they　had　to　make　the　circuit　of　the　consecrated
  ground；　and　it　was　plain　their　quarry　would　escape　them。　　Hatch；
  roaring　an　oath；　put　his　horse　at　the　hedge；　to　head　him　off；　but
  the　beast　refused；　and　sent　his　rider　sprawling　in　the　dust。　　And
  though　he　was　up　again　in　a　moment；　and　had　caught　the　bridle；　the
  time　had　gone　by；　and　the　fugitive　had　gained　too　great　a　lead　for
  any　hope　of　capture。
  The　wisest　of　all　had　been　Dick　Shelton。　　Instead　of　starting　in　a
  vain　pursuit；　he　had　whipped　his　crossbow　from　his　back；　bent　it；
  and　set　a　quarrel　to　the　string；　and　now；　when　the　others　had
  desisted；　he　turned　to　Bennet　and　asked　if　he　should　shoot。
  〃Shoot！　shoot！〃　cried　the　priest；　with　sanguinary　violence。
  〃Cover　him；　Master　Dick；〃　said　Bennet。　　〃Bring　me　him　down　like　a
  ripe　apple。〃
  The　fugitive　was　now　within　but　a　few　leaps　of　safety；　but　this
  last　part　of　the　meadow　ran　very　steeply　uphill；　and　the　man　ran
  slower　in　proportion。　　What　with　the　greyness　of　the　falling　night；
  and　the　uneven　movements　of　the　runner；　it　was　no　easy　aim；　and　as
  Dick　levelled　his　bow；　he　felt　a　kind　of　pity；　and　a　half　desire
  that　he　might　miss。　　The　quarrel　sped。
  The　man　stumbled　and　fell；　and　a　great　cheer　arose　from　Hatch　and
  the　pursuers。　　But　they　were　counting　their　corn　before　the
  harvest。　　The　man　fell　lightly；　he　was　lightly　afoot　again；　turned
  and　waved　his　cap　in　a　bravado；　and　was　out　of　sight　next　moment　in
  the　margin　of　the　wood。
  〃And　the　plague　go　with　him！〃　cried　Bennet。　　〃He　has　thieves'
  heels；　he　can　run；　by　St　Banbury！　　But　you　touched　him；　Master
  Shelton；　he　has　stolen　your　quarrel；　may　he　never　have　good　I
  grudge　him　less！〃
  〃Nay；　but　what　made　he　by　the　church？〃　asked　Sir　Oliver。　　〃I　am
  shrewdly　afeared　there　has　been　mischief　here。　　Clipsby；　good
  fellow；　get　ye　down　from　your　horse；　and　search　thoroughly　among
  the　yews。〃
  Clipsby　was　gone　but　a　little　while　ere　he　returned　carrying　a
  paper。
  〃This　writing　was　pinned　to　the　church　door；〃　he　said；　handing　it
  to　the　parson。　　〃I　found　naught　else；　sir　parson。〃
  〃Now；　by　the　power　of　Mother　Church；〃　cried　Sir　Oliver；　〃but　this
  runs　hard　on　sacrilege！　　For　the　king's　good　pleasure；　or　the　lord
  of　the　manor　…　well！　　But　that　every　run…the…hedge　in　a　green
  jerkin　should　fasten　papers　to　the　chancel　door　…　nay；　it　runs　hard
  on　sacrilege；　hard；　and　men　have　burned　for　matters　of　less　weight。
  But　what　have　we　here？　　The　light　falls　apace。　　Good　Master
  Richard；　y'　have　young　eyes。　　Read　me；　I　pray；　this　libel。〃
  Dick　Shelton　took　the　paper　in　his　hand　and　read　it　aloud。　　It
  contained　some　lines　of　very　rugged　doggerel；　hardly　even　rhyming；
  written　in　a　gross　character；　and　most　uncouthly　spelt。　　With　the
  spelling　somewhat　bettered；　this　is　how　they　ran：
  〃I　had　four　blak　arrows　under　my　belt；
  Four　for　the　greefs　that　I　have　felt；
  Four　for　the　nomber　of　ill　menne
  That　have　opressid　me　now　and　then。
  One　is　gone；　one　is　wele　sped；
  Old　Apulyaird　is　ded。
  One　is　for　Maister　Bennet　Hatch；
  That　burned　Grimstone；　walls　and　thatch。
  One　for　Sir　Oliver　Oates；
  That　cut　Sir　Harry　Shelton's　throat。
  Sir　Daniel；　ye　shull　have　the　fourt；
  We　shall　think　it　fair　sport。
  Ye　shull　each　have　your　own　part；
  A　blak　arrow　in　each　blak　heart。
  Get　ye　to　your　knees　for　to　pray：
  Ye　are　ded　theeves；　by　yea　and　nay！
  〃JON　AMEND…ALL
  of　the　Green　Wood；
  And　his　jolly　fellaweship。
  〃Item；　we　have　mo　arrowes　and　goode　hempen　cord　for　otheres　of　your
  following。〃
  〃Now；　well…a…day　for　charity　and　the　Christian　graces！〃　cried　Sir
  Oliver；　lamentably。　　〃Sirs；　this　is　an　ill　world；　and　groweth　daily
  worse。　　I　will　swear　upon　the　cross　of　Holywood　I　am　as　innocent　of
  that　good　knight's　hurt；　whether　in　act　or　purpose；　as　the　babe
  unchristened。　　Neither　was　his　throat　cut；　for　therein　they　are
  again　in　error；　as　there　still　live　credible　witnesses　to　show。〃
  〃It　boots　not；　sir　parson；〃　said　Bennet。　　〃Here　is　unseasonable
  talk。〃
  〃Nay；　Master　Bennet；　not　so。　　Keep　ye　in　your　due　place；　good
  Bennet；〃　answered　the　priest。　　〃I　shall　make　mine　innocence　appear。
  I　will；　upon　no　consideration；　lose　my　poor　life　in　error。　　I　take
  all　men　to　witness　that　I　am　clear　of　this　matter。　　I　was　not　even
  in　the　Moat　House。　　I　was　sent　of　an　errand　before　nine　upon　the
  clock〃　…
  〃Sir　Oliver；〃　said　Hatch；　interrupting；　〃since　it　please　you　not　to
  stop　this　sermon；　I　will　take　other　means。　　Goffe；　sound　to　horse。〃
  And　while　the　tucket　was　sounding；　Bennet　moved　close　to　the
  bewildered　parson；　and　whispered　violently　in　his　ear。
  Dick　Shelton　saw　the　priest's　eye　turned　upon　him　for　an　instant　in
  a　startled　glance。　　He　had　some　cause　for　thought；　for　this　Sir
  Harry　Shelton　was　his　own　natural　father。　　But　he　said　never　a
  word；　and　kept　his　countenance　unmoved。
  Hatch　and　Sir　Oliver　discussed　together　for　a　while　their　altered
  situation；　ten　men；　it　was　decided　between　them；　should　be
  reserved；　not　only　to　garrison　the　Moat　House；　but　to　escort　the
  priest　across　the　wood。　　In　the　meantime；　as　Bennet　was　to　remain
  behind；　the　command　of　the　reinforcement　was　given　to　Master
  Shelton。　　Indeed；　there　w