Then, when Robin Hood had done, he turned to the Bishop of Hereford.

"Now, my Lord Bishop," said he, "dost thou not think this is ill done of anyone, much more of a churchman, who should live in humbleness and charity ?" To this the Bishop answered not a word but looked upon the ground with moody eyes.
Quoth Robin, "Now, thou art the richest bishop in all England; canst thou not help this needy brother ?" But still the Bishop answered not a word.
Then Robin turned to Little John, and quoth he, "Go thou and Will Stutely and bring forth those five pack horses yonder." Whereupon the two yeomen did as they were bidden, those about the cloth making room on the green, where the light was brightest, for the five horses which Little John and Will Stutely presently led forward.
"Who hath the score of the goods ?" asked Robin Hood, looking at the Black Friars.
Then up spake the smallest of all, in a trembling voice--an old man he was, with a gentle, wrinkled face.

"That have I; but, I pray thee, harm me not." "Nay," quoth Robin, "I have never harmed harmless man yet; but give it to me, good father." So the old man did as he was bidden, and handed Robin the tablet on which was marked down the account of the various packages upon the horses.

This Robin handed to Will Scarlet, bidding him to read the same.

So Will Scarlet, lifting his voice that all might hear, began: "Three bales of silk to Quentin, the mercer at Ancaster." "That we touch not," quoth Robin, "for this Quentin is an honest fellow, who hath risen by his own thrift." So the bales of silk were laid aside unopened.
"One bale of silk velvet for the Abbey of Beaumont." "What do these priests want of silk velvet ?" quoth Robin.