‘What is in your coffers?’ said Robin,
‘Truthè tell thou me.’—
‘Sir,’ he saidè, ‘twenty mark[849],
All so mote I the.’
CCXLIV
‘If there be no more,’ said Robin,
‘I will not one pennỳ;
If thou hast myster[850] of any more,
More I shall lend to thee.
CCXLV
‘And if I find more,’ said Robin,
‘I-wis thou shall it forgone;
For of thy spending-silver, Monk,
Thereof will I right none.
CCXLVI
‘Go now forth, Little John,
The truthè tell thou me;
If there be no more but twenty mark,
No penny that I see.’
CCXLVII
Little John spread his mantle down,
As he had done before,
And he told out of the Monkès mail
Eight hundred pound and more.