`` Here , then , is no remedy . Yet I would fain have spared you , Tyndal , had my conscience suffered . Selden , take me this old shrew softly to the nearest elm , and hang me him tenderly by the neck , where I may see him at my riding . Fare ye well , good Master Condall , dear Master Tyndal ; y ' are post-haste for Paradise ; fare ye then well ! '' `` Nay , my right pleasant lord , '' replied Condall , forcing an obsequious smile , `` an ye be so masterful , as doth right well become you , I will even , with all my poor skill , do your good bidding . '' `` Friend , '' quoth Sir Daniel , `` ye will now write two score . Go to ! y ' are too cunning for a livelihood of seventy shillings . Selden , see him write me this in good form , and have it duly witnessed . '' And Sir Daniel , who was a very merry knight , none merrier in England , took a drink of his mulled ale , and lay back , smiling . Meanwhile , the boy upon the floor began to stir , and presently sat up and looked about him with a scare . `` Hither , '' said Sir Daniel ; and as the other rose at his command and came slowly towards him , he leaned back and laughed outright . `` By the rood ! '' he cried , `` a sturdy boy ! '' The lad flushed crimson with anger , and darted a look of hate out of his dark eyes . Now that he was on his legs , it was more difficult to make certain of his age . His face looked somewhat older in expression , but it was as smooth as a young child 's ; and in bone and body he was unusually slender , and somewhat awkward of gait . `` Ye have called me , Sir Daniel , '' he said . `` Was it to laugh at my poor plight ? '' `` Nay , now , let laugh , '' said the knight .
`` Good shrew , XXXXX laugh , I pray you .
Go called darted lay let looked riding see smiling write