"That's a lie, and a loud one," said the Friar, "for I saw him borne to his own Castle of Conningsburgh."
"Nay then, e'en tell the story yourself, my masters," said Dennet, turning sulky at these repeated contradictions; and it was with some difficulty that the boor could be prevailed, by the request of his comrade and the Minstrel, to renew his tale.—"These two sober friars," said he at length, "since this reverend man will needs have them such, had continued drinking good ale, and wine, and what not, for the best part of a summer's day, when they were aroused by a deep groan, and a clanking of chains, and the figure of the deceased Athelstane entered the apartment, saying, 'Ye evil shepherds'".——
"It is false," said the Friar hastily, "he never spoke a word."
"So ho! Friar Tuck," said the Minstrel, drawing him apart from the rustica; "we have started a new hare, I find."
"I tell thee, Allan-a-Dale," said the Hermit, "I saw Athelstane of Conningsburgh as much as bodily eyes ever saw a living man. He had
