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ut the law Of manhood still constrains me--'tis a matter Of life and death-- KNIGHT Take it and God be with you! I'll follow you to Sherwood with your men. [_ROBIN seizes the horse, leaps to the saddle, and gallops away._] [_Curtain._] SCENE II. _Sherwood Forest. Outside the cave. JENNY, MARIAN and WIDOW SCARLET._ MARIAN This dreadful waiting! How I wish that Robin Had listened to the rest and stayed with me. How still the woods are! Jenny, do you think There will be fighting? Oh, I am selfish, mother; You need not be afraid. Robin will bring Will Scarlet safely back to Sherwood. Why, Perhaps they are all returning even now! Cheer up! How long d'you think they've been away, Jenny, six hours or more? The sun is high, And all the dew is gone. JENNY Nay, scarce three hours. Now don't you keep a-fretting. They'll be back, Quite soon enough. I've scarcely spoke with you, This last three days and more; and even now It seems I cannot get you to myself, Two's quite enough. [_To WIDOW SCARLET._] Come, widow, come with me. I'll give you my own corner in the hut And make you cosy. If you take a nap Will Scarlet will be here betimes you wake. [_Takes her to the hut and shuts her in._] There, drat her, for a mumping mumble-crust! MARIAN Come, Jenny, that's too bad; the poor old dame Is lonely. JENNY She's not lonely when she sleeps, And if I never get you to myself Where was the good of trapesing after you And living here in Sherwood like wild rabbits? You ha'nt so much as let me comb your hair This last three days and more. MARIAN Well, comb it, Jenny, Now, if you like, and comb it all day long; But don't get crabbed, and don't speak so crossly! [_JENNY begins loosening MARIAN'S hair and combing it._] JENNY Why, Mistress, it grows longer every day. It's far below your knees, and how it shines! And wavy, just like Much the Miller's brook, Where it comes tumbling out into the sun, Like gold, red gold. MARIAN Ah, that's provoking, Jenny, For you forgot to bring me my steel glass, And, if you chatter so, I shall soo
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