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His fatigue and weakness increased; his ears sang, his steps faltered,
his mind at intervals failed him, so low had he been brought by loss of
blood. Doubtless he made many deviations from his true path, but at last
he came out upon the high-road, not very far from Tunstall hamlet.
A rough voice bid him stand.
"Stand?" repeated Dick. "By the mass, but I am nearer falling."
And he suited the action to the word, and fell all his length upon the
road.
Two men came forth out of the thicket, each in green forest jerkin, each
with long-bow and quiver and short sword.
"
Why, Lawless," said the younger of the two, "it is young Shelton."
Ay, this will be as good as bread to John Amend-All," returned the
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other. "Though, faith, he hath been to the wars. Here is a tear in his
scalp that must 'a' cost him many a good ounce of blood."
"
And here," added Greensheve, "is a hole in his shoulder that must have
pricked him well. Who hath done this, think ye? If it be one of ours,
he may all to prayer; Ellis will give him a short shrift and a long
rope."
"
Up with the cub," said Lawless. "Clap him on my back."
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