'Wher Art Thou Now, My Good Lad,' Cried the Stranger

Robin made a feint and then delivered a blow at the stranger's head that, had it met its mark, would have tumbled him speedily into the river. So shrewd was the stroke that the stranger came within a hair's breadth of falling off the bridge. But he regained himself right quickly, and by a dexterous blow, gave robin a crack on the crown that caused the blood to flow. Then robin grew mad with anger and smote with all his might at the other. But the stranger warded the blow and once again thwacked robin, and this time so fairly that he fell heels over head into the water as the queen pin falls in the