21/33 Teach them a lesson for the honour of Suffolk." "Let me be, master," he grumbled. "I told you I would do my best." Then he sat himself down on the grass and began to examine his arrows one by one, to all appearance taking no heed of anything else. At a distance of five score yards was set a little "clout," or target, of white wood, not more than two feet square. This clout had a red mark, or eye, three inches across, painted in its centre, and stood not very high above the sward. Say, will you draw first or last ?" "Last, Sire," he answered, "that I may know their mettle." Then a man stepped forward, a strong and gallant looking fellow, and loosed his three arrows. |