Two archers stepped out into the path, -shafts notched and bows up. A word with your worship, said one.The Knight whirled around. A word with your worship, greeted him from the rear.He glanced quickly to each side. A word with your worship, met him there.He shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the limb of a fallen tree. Resistance was quite useless, with no weapon save a dagger, and no armor but silk and velvet. The unanimity of your desires does me much honor, he said; pray proceed. The leader lowered his bow. It is a great pleasure to meet you, Sir Aymer de Lacy, said he, and particularly to be received so graciousl