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Stevenson, Robert Louis, 1850-1894

"The Black Arrow"

Nay, I had
forgotten it; I am as thankless as thyself. But, come, let us on.
An we be for Holywood this night, ay, or to-morrow early, we had
best set forward speedily."
But though Dick had talked himself back into his usual good-humour,
Matcham had forgiven him nothing. His violence, the recollection
of the forester whom he had slain--above all, the vision of the
upraised belt, were things not easily to be forgotten.
"I will thank you, for the form's sake," said Matcham. "But, in
sooth, good Master Shelton, I had liever find my way alone. Here
is a wide wood; prithee, let each choose his path; I owe you a
dinner and a lesson. Fare ye well!"
"Nay," cried Dick, "if that be your tune, so be it, and a plague be
with you!"
Each turned aside, and they began walking off severally, with no
thought of the direction, intent solely on their quarrel. But Dick
had not gone ten paces ere his name was called, and Matcham came
running after.
"Dick," he said, "it were unmannerly to part so coldly.


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