Little John brought him his horse.

Robin gave him leave to depart.

He sprang with singular nimbleness into the saddle, and vanished without saying, God give you good day.
The stranger knight laughed heartily as the monk rode off.
"They say, sir knight," said Friar Tuck, "they should laugh who win: but thou laughest who art likely to lose." "I have won," said the knight, "a good dinner, some mirth, and some knowledge: and I cannot lose by paying for them." "Bravely said," answered Robin.

"Still it becomes thee to pay: for it is not meet that a poor forester should treat a rich knight.

How much money hast thou with thee ?" "Troth, I know not," said the knight.