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 "But not of the church then, I trust, my good brother," said the Prior.

"Of church and lay," said the Friar; "and therefore, Sir Prior, facite vobis amicos de Mammone iniquitati—make yourselves friends of the Mammon of iniquity, for no other friendship is like to serve your turn."

"I love a jolly woodsman at heart," said the Prior; "come, ye must not deal too hard with me—I can well of woodcraft, and can wind a horn clear and lustily, and hollo till every oak rings again—Come, ye must not deal too hard with me."

"Give him a horn," said the Outlaw, "we will prove the skill he boasts of."

The Prior Aymer winded a blast accordingly. The Captain shook his head.

"Sir Prior," he said, "this may not ransom thee—we cannot afford, as the legend on a good knight's shield hath it, to set thee free for a blast. Moreover, I have found thee—thou art one of those, who, with new French graces and Tra-li-ras, dost disturb the ancient English bugle notes.—Prior, that last flourish on the recheat hath