Behind him rode six others, two and two, clad in sober brown jerkins, with the long yellow staves of their bows thrusting out from behind their right shoulders.

Down the hill they thundered, over the brook and up to the scene of the contest.
"Here is one!" said the leader, springing down from his reeking horse, and seizing the white rogue by the edge of his jerkin.

"This is one of them.

I know him by that devil's touch upon his brow.

Where are your cords, Peterkin?
So! Bind him hand and foot.