“It's so lovely and peaceful!” he thought. “I might have a little nap!”
But then he heard a sound. Somebody was walking along the road beneath Robin's tree…
The outlaw peered through the leaves. It was a young man – he was wearing a bright red shirt and whistling a merry tune.
Robin dropped lightly to the ground in front of the lad.
“Good day, young sir!” he said. “What is your name?”
The fellow was surprised, but he bowed