His cheeks were ruddy as a winter hip, his hair was flaxen in color, and on his chin was a downy growth of flaxen beard.
"A good honest fellow," quoth Robin Hood, "and such an one as is a credit to English yeomanrie.

Now let us have a merry jest with him.

We will forth as though we were common thieves and pretend to rob him of his honest gains.

Then will we take him into the forest and give him a feast such as his stomach never held in all his life before.

We will flood his throat with good canary and send him home with crowns in his purse for every penny he hath.