while to
take back
to
Sherwood;
so, coming
at last to
a certain
spot where
a shrine
stood at
the
crossing
of two
roads,
Robin
called
upon them
to stop,
for here
on either
side was
shelter of
high
hedgerows,
behind
which was
good
hiding,
whence
they could
watch the
roads at
their
ease,
while they
ate their
midday
meal.
Quoth
merry
Robin,
“Here,
methinks,
is good
lodging,
where
peaceful
folk, such
as we be,
can eat in
