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"And, what is more," said Hordle John, suddenly appearing out of
the buttery with the huge board upon which the pastry was rolled,
"if either raise sword I shall flatten him like a Shrovetide
pancake. By the black rood! I shall drive him into the earth,
like a nail into a door, rather than see you do scath to each
other."
"'Fore God, this is a strange way of preaching peace," cried
Black Simon. "You may find the scath yourself, my lusty friend,
if you raise your great cudgel to me. I had as lief have the
castle drawbridge drop upon my pate."
"Tell me, Aylward," said Alleyne earnestly, with his hands
outstretched to keep the pair asunder, "what is the cause of
quarrel, that we may see whether honorable settlement may not be
arrived at?"
The bowman looked down at his feet and then up at the moons
"Parbleu!" he cried, "the cause of quarrel? Why, mon petit, it
was years ago in Limousin, and how can I bear in mind what was
the cause of it? Simon there hath it at the end of his tongue."
"Not I, in troth," replied the other; "I have had other things to
think of.


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