Lovers! Ha! ha! I caught a pair of 'em
Last night, behind the ruined chapel! Lovers!
O Lord, these mortals, they'll be the death of me!
Hist, who comes here?
SHADOW-OF-A-LEAF
Scarlet and Little John,
And all the merry men—not half so merry
Since Robin went away. He was to come
And judge between the rich and poor to-day,
I think he has forgotten.
PUCK
Hist, let me hide
Behind this hawthorn bush till they are gone.
[Enter the Foresters—they all go into the cave except Scarlet and Little John, who stand at the entrance, looking anxiously back.]
LITTLE JOHN
I have never known the time when Robin Hood
Said "I will surely come," and hath not been
Punctual as yonder evening star.
SCARLET
Pray God
No harm hath fallen him. Indeed he said,
"Count on my coming."