“‘I have heard talk of bold Robin Hood,
And of brave Little John,
Of Friar Tuck and Will Scarlet,
Locksley and Maid Marian—’”
When she saw Aderhold close to her she started violently.
“Good-day,” he said. “I meant not to frighten you!”
She looked at him curiously and shook her head. “No.... You did not frighten me. I am not at all frighted.”
He smiled. “You say that as though you were surprised at yourself.”
She looked at him again with grey eyes half-troubled, half-fearless. “It isn’t so hard to surprise yourself.... You did take that cat you gave me from the boys who were stoning her at the burned cot?”