A fourth time he lifted, and drew, not as he had before, but straight to the ear, then loosed at once.
Away rushed the yard-long shaft, and folk noted that it scarcely seemed to rise as arrows do, or at least not half so high.

It rushed, it smote, and there was silence, for none could see exactly what had happened.
Then he who stood near the target to mark ran forward, and screamed out: "By God's name, he has shattered Jack Green's centre arrow, and shot _clean through the clout!_" Then from all sides rose the old archer cry, "_He, He! He, He!_" while the young Prince threw his cap on high, and the King said: "Would that there were more such men as this in England! Jack Green, it seems that you are beaten." "Nay," said Grey Dick, seating himself again upon the grass, "there is naught to choose between us in this round.

What next, your Grace ?" Only Hugh, who watched him, saw the big veins swell beneath the pale skin of his forehead, as they ever did when he was moved.
"The war game," said the King; "that is, if you will, for here rough knocks may be going.

Set it out, one of you." Then a captain of the archers explained this sport.

In short it was that man should stand against man clad in leather jerkins, and wearing a vizor to protect the face, and shoot at each other with blunt arrows rubbed with chalk, he who first took what would have been a mortal wound to be held worsted.
"I like not blunted arrows," said Grey Dick; "or, for the matter of that, any other arrows save my own.