I should fight but evil with the knowledge that I had left my best battle-friend in the hands of the Philistines, nor sent even a cry after her.' 'What boots it, Richard?
If she be within Raglan walls, they yield her not again.

Bide thy time; and when thou meetest thy foe on thy friend's back, woe betide him!' 'Amen, sir!' said Richard.

'But with your leave I will not go to-day.

I give you my promise I will go to-morrow.' 'Be it so, then.

Stopchase, let the men be ready at this hour on the morrow.