So, God-speed!" "And Heaven be with you, Bennet!" returned Dick.

"Ye were a good friend to me-ward, and so I shall say ever." "And, look ye, master," added Hatch, with a certain embarrassment, "if this Amend-All should get a shaft into me, ye might, mayhap, lay out a gold mark or mayhap a pound for my poor soul; for it is like to go stiff with me in purgatory." "Ye shall have your will of it, Bennet," answered Dick.

"But, what cheer, man! we shall meet again, where ye shall have more need of ale than masses." "The saints so grant it, Master Dick!" returned the other.

"But here comes Sir Oliver.

An he were as quick with the long-bow as with the pen, he would be a brave man-at-arms." Sir Oliver gave Dick a sealed packet, with this superscription: "To my ryght worchypful master, Sir Daniel Brackley, knyght, be thys delyvered in haste." And Dick, putting it in the bosom of his jacket, gave the word and set forth westward up the village..