Frank Dicksee paintings
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Devoutly spoken,” said Locksley; “and where is Allan-a-Dale?”
“Walked up towards the Watling Street, to watch for the Prior of Jorvaulx.”
“That is well thought on also,” replied the Captain; “and where is the Friar?”
“In his cell.”
“Thither will I go,” said Locksley. “Disperse and seek your companions. Collect what force you can, for there’s game afoot that must be hunted hard, and will turn to bay. Meet me here by daybreak. And stay,” he added, “I have forgotten what is most necessary of the whole. Two of you take the road quickly towards Torquilstone, the castle of Front-de-Bœuf. A set of gallants, who have been masquerading in such guise as our own, are carrying a band of prisoners thither. Watch them closely, for, even if they reach the castle before we collect our force, our honour is concerned to punish them, and we will find means to do so. Keep a close watch on them, therefore; and despatch one of your comrades, the lightest of foot, to bring the news of the yeomen thereabout.”
Thursday, June 19, 2008
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