At last they came to where the road took a sudden bend, and before them a herd of dun deer went tripping across the path.

Then Robin Hood came close to the Sheriff and pointing his finger, he said, "These are my horned beasts, good Master Sheriff.

How dost thou like them?
Are they not fat and fair to see ?" At this the Sheriff drew rein quickly.

"Now fellow," quoth he, "I would I were well out of this forest, for I like not thy company.

Go thou thine own path, good friend, and let me but go mine." But Robin only laughed and caught the Sheriff's bridle rein.