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But even Canon Wilton had utterly failed to be of any real use. Perhaps he had known Rosamund too well. Till now Mrs. Clarke was the one human being who had succeeded in making a definite impression on Dion since Robin's death and Rosamund's fearful reception of the news of it.
"It's a beggar's letter just a beggar's," she cried out aloud to the empty room. "And it's tru-ue!" Robin's wail itself had not been more hopeless than hers was as she dropped her head and let it lie on the buhl table.
These reverend men are athirst, and sin' they have paid so richly for their score they must e'en have the best." Friar Tuck bridled at being so checked in his speech, nevertheless he went straightway to do Robin's bidding; so presently a great crock was brought, and wine was poured out for all the guests and for Robin Hood. Then Robin held his cup aloft. "Stay!" cried he.
"Can you describe him?" Trove inquired. "He was a big man with white whiskers an' hair, an' he wore light breeches an' a short, blue coat." "Again the friend of Darrel," Trove thought. "Did you tell the tinker about your boss the night we were all at Robin's Inn last summer?" "I told him the whole story, an' he pumped me dry.
And it's been all right with you, my girl, whichever way you put it. There may be a few stuck-up young huzzies in the village that aren't friendly to you, but you may take it that it's more out of jealousy of Robin's liking for you than anything else. Robin loves you you know he does; and all you've got to do is to make him happy.
In an agony of terror she shrieked, and shook him and called him by name to awaken him, as she afterwards said; but Robin's sleep was too deep at that moment to be dispelled by such measures. Letta therefore sprang up and ran as fast as she could to the cavern to tell the terrible news and fetch assistance. Robin, however, was not left entirely alone in his extremity.
The budded maples arched over the narrow path, and a wild canary, singing in the sun, hopped from bough to bough. A robin's cheery chirp came from another tree, and the clear notes of a thrush, with a mottled breast, were answered by another in the gold-green aisles beyond. "Oh," he said, under his breath, "isn't this great!" The exquisite peace of the forest was like that of another sphere.
In Autumn it was particularly beautiful with its deep reds and golds and purples and bronzes. The Robin's Seat was a favourite resting-place of these two married lovers, who fed the robins that came strutting about their feet, and even perched on their knees, asking a crumb. Despite the disturbance of her mind Lady O'Gara had not forgotten her feathered pensioners.
As soon as she had seen the extent of the damage she had said immediately that the robin's nest must be moved up the hill to her own old home, where she had lived before her marriage to Judge Ellis. "It won't take but a couple of days to put it into shape for you, and Hiram's right up there to look after things.
"That's what this little house is for." "Maybe you'll join, sometime. As an honorary member or something like that " one of Sophie's companions broke in. "Oh, I'd love to." "We want to pay, you know," persisted Sophie. "Of course anything you think you can." The girls, refusing Robin's invitation to go into the cottage, turned and went back to the village.
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