He did so with trembling.
They treated him gruffly and severely, and commanded him to set up the fallen pins, and he was obliged to yield.
Perhaps an hour had passed in this employment, when lo! no ball more rolled, and looking up to see the cause of the delay, the knights had vanished!
It was not a dream, for all the pins lay there before him; but knowing that his neighbours in Attenbrack would hold him for a dreamer without proof, he decided to take the pins home with him.
But they were so large and heavy, he could not carry them all, so he took only the king.
All listened incredulously to his tale of the knights and old dress, and feared he was not quite right in his head.
Then he drew forth from his pocket the pin, as proof; but it was so heavy he could not hold it, and it fell to the ground with a clear ring; when, lifting it up, it was found to be pure gold.
No one doubted longer, but all hastened to the ruins to get the other eight pins; but they were all only of wood—of light Taxus wood.