Harry strode off to fetch William Long, who had promised the help of his sturdy staff right willingly.

In a short time the three men were in their hiding place, whilst Rose went on with her tasks amid the flowers, her heart beating a little with excitement, although she felt no fear.
Presently the sound of lurching steps and foolish laughter approached along the lane.

Rose never looked round, but the colour in her cheeks went and came.

The steps presently stopped at the gate, and those in hiding could see the four bullies, who were already somewhat the worse for drink, leaning upon it and eyeing the maiden at work with silly leers and nudgings.
"Pretty Mistress Rosamund," said Slippery Seal, in his most wheedling voice, "will you favour a thirsty traveller with a cup of water from your well ?" Rose faced round at that, her face flushed, but her manner quite calm.
"If you are thirsty, sir, there is water to be had in the brook yonder.

My father would not have me speak with strangers on the road." "But, fair maid," said another, "we cannot sure be called strangers.