LITTLE JOHN
Ay, more's the pity!
We took him out of pity, and he has wronged
Our honour, sir; he has wronged a helpless woman
Entrusted to his guidance thro' the forest.
ROBIN
Ever the same, the danger comes from those
We fight for, those below, not those above!
Which of you will betray me to the King?
THE FORESTER
Do you ask me, sir?
ROBIN
Judas answered first,
With "Master, is it I?" Hang not thy head!
What say'st thou to this charge?
THE FORESTER
Why, Friar Tuck
Can answer for me. Do you think he cares
Less for a woman's lips than I?