human
Fellow, said Prince John,
gpt
I guessed by thy insolent babble thou wert no true lover of the longbow, and I see thou darest not adventure thy skill among such merry men as stand yonder.
human
Under favor, sir, replied the yeoman,
gpt
I have another reason for refraining to shoot, besides the fearing discomfiture and disgrace.
human
And what is thy other reason?
gpt
Because, replied the woodsman,
human
I know not if these yeomen and I are used to shoot at the same marks; and because, moreover, I know not how your grace might relish the winning of a third prize by one who has unwittingly fallen under your displeasure.
gpt
What is thy name, yeoman?
human
Locksley,
gpt
Then, Locksley, said Prince John,
human
And how if I refuse to shoot on such a wager? said the yeoman.
gpt
Your grace's power, supported, as it is, by so many men at arms, may indeed easily strip and scourge me, but cannot compel me to bend or to draw my bow.
human
If thou refusest my fair proffer, said the prince,
gpt
This is no fair chance you put on me, proud prince, said the yeoman,
human
Look to him close, men at arms, said Prince John,