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hadst thou not compelled us to waste our time in knocking you off your horses. And I am sorry we have hurt thy champion, and well I hope that he will be clean healed. Dost thou? said he of the Fish; now I will tell thee that if he be healed, I will send him on to thee to be thy man, that is if he will so. For well I know thee that thou art the lord of Longshaw: and as to my champion, he will suit thee to a turn, for he is well-nigh as surly as thou, and as stiff in stour as may be. Hereat all laughed, and they bade each other farewell, and so departed with good will. So they rode on, and nought more befell that day, and they guested in a fair thorpe in good enough welcome.