"You may find the scath yourself, my lusty friend, if you raise your great cudgel to me.

I had as lief have the castle drawbridge drop upon my pate." "Tell me, Aylward," said Alleyne earnestly, with his hands outstretched to keep the pair asunder, "what is the cause of quarrel, that we may see whether honorable settlement may not be arrived at ?" The bowman looked down at his feet and then up at the moons "Parbleu!" he cried, "the cause of quarrel?
Why, mon petit, it was years ago in Limousin, and how can I bear in mind what was the cause of it?
Simon there hath it at the end of his tongue." "Not I, in troth," replied the other; "I have had other things to think of.

There was some sort of bickering over dice, or wine, or was it a woman, coz ?" "Pasques Dieu! but you have nicked it," cried Aylward.

"It was indeed about a woman; and the quarrel must go forward, for I am still of the same mind as before." "What of the woman, then ?" asked Simon.

"May the murrain strike me if I can call to mind aught about her." "It was La Blanche Rose, maid at the sign of the 'Trois Corbeaux' at Limoges.