For, most worthy evangelistic four, be it known unto you that I am Saint Peter and can loose or bind.

So turn out your money-bags.

Draw your blades, limber lads!" Whereupon his companions with one accord drew their swords and advanced upon the Scots.

These stood still without moving as if they had been taken wholly unarmed.
"Shall I clout them now ?" rumbled Malise the second time, with an anxious desire in his voice.
"Bide a wee yet," whispered the Lord James; "we will try the soft answer once more, and if that fail, why then, old Samson, you may clout your fill." "_His_ fill!" corrected Malise, grimly.
"Your pardon, good gentlemen," said James of Douglas aloud to the spokesman, "we are poor men and travel with nothing but the merest necessities--of which surely you would not rob us." "Nay, holy St.Luke," mocked the swarthy one, "not rob.

That is an evil word--rather we would relieve you of temptation for your own souls' good.