By them it is, I mean.

"The one of them hight Adam Bell,
The other Clym o' the Clough;
The third was Willyam of Cloudeslee,--
An archer good enough.

"They were outlawed for venison,
These yemen every one.
They swore them brethren on a day
To English wood for to gone.

"Now lythe and listen, gentylmen,
That of myrthes loveth to hear!"

At this moment the door opened, and Farmer Hartley entered, taking off
his battered straw hat as he did so, and wiping his forehead with a red
bandanna handkerchief. Hilda looked up with a pleasant smile, meaning to
thank him for the raspberries which he had gathered for her breakfast;
but to her utter astonishment the moment his eyes fell upon her he gave
a violent start and turned very pale; then, muttering something under
his breath, he turned hastily and left the room.

"Oh! what is the matter?" cried Hilda, jumping up from her chair. "What
have I done, Nurse Lucy? I have made the farmer angry, somehow. Is this
his chair? I thought--"

"No, no, honey dear!" said Nurse Lucy soothingly. "Sit ye down; sit ye
down! You have done nothing. I'm right glad of it," she added, with a
tone of sadness in her pleasant voice. "Seeing as 'tis all in God's