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She had no patience with doing the honorable She wanted hientleentleuard

Squire Speenha Mandy wish he would keel over and die It was a horrid wish, but at thatbut justified

However, he did not fall over, but walked his horse forward His hat was

askew over his bald head and had she not been so angry she hed at the vision he presented

She looked around and saw that two of the three uns leveled at Ned and Chauncey The third un, but sat his horse quietly, studying them

She tried reason, “Uncle Bevis—tell these men to put down their arms at once!”

“How dare you addresslady! Dressed as you are…in the co Sherborne has become”

“Oh, for the love of…” Ned began to declare exasperatedly, “Stop your prattling, and do whatever it is you have to do”

“And so I shall,” the squire returned sharply “It does however, grieve me deeply, much as you suspect otherwise My name is forever besun and said, “Take these gentleate with as little couarded, and they are to have no visitors” He turned to Mandy as trying to think of a way out of this “You young woman, shall come with me”

“No, I won’t I prefer the same fate as my brother,” Mandy returned defiantly

“It perhaps will not surprise you to learn that I believe you ently bred fe for you to marry my son”

“Never I will neverwith fury

“Nevertheless, you will return with me to my home and reht to trial Now co”

Ned reached out to coer yeoman, apparently nervous from the sudden iht down the gun hard on Ned’s forear him from his saddle

Ned cried out as lance upon the yeoman