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produced; to the moustache, which was yet hardly visible, he rendered a
like service; while, by a few lines around the eye, he changed the
expression and increased the apparent age of this young monk.
"Now," he resumed, "when I have done the like, we shall make as bonny a
pair of friars as the eye could wish. Boldly to Sir Daniel's we shall
go, and there be hospitably welcome for the love of Mother Church."
"
And how, dear Lawless," cried the lad, "shall I repay you?"
"
Tut, brother," replied the outlaw, "I do naught but for my pleasure.
Mind not for me. I am one, by the mass, that mindeth for himself. When
that I lack, I have a long tongue and a voice like the monastery bell--I
do ask, my son; and where asking faileth, I do most usually take."
The old rogue made a humorous grimace; and although Dick was displeased
to lie under so great favours to so equivocal a personage, he was yet
unable to restrain his mirth.
With that, Lawless returned to the big chest, and was soon similarly
disguised; but, below his gown, Dick wondered to observe him conceal a
sheaf of black arrows.
"Wherefore do ye that?" asked the lad. "Wherefore arrows, when ye take
no bow?"
"Nay," replied Lawless, lightly, "'tis like there will be heads
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