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Tonight, I will be continuing the story, The Adventures of Robin Hood.

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

The shooting match at Nottingham Town.

Then the sheriff was very wroth because of this failure to take Jolly Robin,

for it came to his ears, as ill news always does,

that the people laughed at him and made a jest of his thinking to serve a warrant upon such one as the bold outlaw.

And a man hates nothing so much as being made a jest of, so he said,

Our gracious Lord and the sovereign king himself shall know of this, and how his laws are perverted and despised by this band of rebel outlaws.

As for yon traitor tinker, him will I hang, if I catch him,

upon the very highest gallows trees in all Nottinghamshire.

Then he bade all his servants and retainers to make ready to go to London town, to see and speak with the king.

At this there was bustling at the sheriff's castle, and men ran hither and thither upon this business and upon that,

while the forge fires of Nottingham glowed red, far into the night like twinkling stars,

for all the smiths of the town were busy making or mending armour for the sheriff's troop of escort. For two days this labour lasted,

then, on the third, all was ready for the journey. So forth they started in the bright sunlight

from Nottingham town to Foss Way and thence to waddling street and so they journeyed for two days until they saw at last the spires and towers of great london town

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