I say no more: the saints help Sir Daniel's neighbours, and the Blessed Maid protect his wards!" "Clipsby," said Richard, "you speak what I cannot hear with honour.

Sir Daniel is my good master, and my guardian." "Come, now, will ye read me a riddle ?" returned Clipsby.

"On whose side is Sir Daniel ?" "I know not," said Dick, colouring a little; for his guardian had changed sides continually in the troubles of that period, and every change had brought him some increase of fortune.
"Ay," returned Clipsby, "you, nor no man.

For, indeed, he is one that goes to bed Lancaster and gets up York." Just then the bridge rang under horse-shoe iron, and the party turned and saw Bennet Hatch come galloping--a brown-faced, grizzled fellow, heavy of hand and grim of mien, armed with sword and spear, a steel salet on his head, a leather jack upon his body.

He was a great man in these parts; Sir Daniel's right hand in peace and war, and at that time, by his master's interest, bailiff of the hundred.
"Clipsby," he shouted, "off to the Moat House, and send all other laggards the same gate.