"Clayton Emery - Robin Hood's Treasure" - читать интересную книгу автора (Emery Clayton)

Simon asked, "You think Robin's back in camp yet, so we can tell him
what we did?"
Little John reached for his braid and turned the gesture into another
shrug. "'Less he stopped for a nap."


Robin stood up in the dusky cave and brushed off his trousers. Because
of the holes in his knees, most of the dirt fell inside his pants legs and
down his deerhide boots.
"Well?" demanded Roger. "Where's the gold?"
Robin turned around slowly. "I forgot. I had one of my men fit it into a
niche here."
Rufus asked, "What's a niche?"
"Up here." In the gloom Robin walked to a wooden rack suspended
from the ceiling by pegs. As the robbers pressed behind, he caught at
something and brought it down. It was long and wrapped in deerhide.
Robin tussled with the wrappings, turning around in the process.
Rufus pressed closest. "What is it?"
"This!" Robin spun around and shot his arm. Rufus gave a grunt and
dropped his sword.
Roger slapped his shoulder. "What are you doing, you fool? Pick that
up!"
Rufus merely clutched his middle. Robin Hood danced backwards and
tossed the wrapping aside.
Robin Hood laughed. "Roger, you false pig! Let's see you use that
sword!"
In the half-light, the knight could see Robin Hood facing him down a
length of steel. He bore a long tapered sword with a wheel pommel and
wire-wrapped handle. It was a Norman sword, Robin's father's. Robin
Hood shuffled forward and swiped at the knight, who only just jerked out
of the way.
"I was trained by Will Stutly, who fought in the wars of Wales and
taught King Henry a thing or two." His voice was gravelly from a bellyful
of adrenalin. He took another swipe and Roger jumped again. Rufus
coughed, face down. The outlaw chief had punched a hole through his
midriff. The scent of hot blood, like iron ore smelting, filled the cave.
Roger turned and bolted.
He popped out of the cave and pelted for his horse. Dismounted, Wycliff
and Tomkin were caught by surprise. "What's happened?" "Where's
Rufus?"
Then Robin Hood appeared in the cave mouth waving a bloody sword. "
Yaaaahhhh!!!!! Git! Git! Hyaaahhh!"
Spooked, the two knights snatched at their cantles. Roger and his
mount were already entering the forest, going much too fast. Wycliff
slammed into the saddle and rammed home his heels. His horse banged
Rufus's, who whinnied and shied aside to trot into the woods.
Robin shouted and waved. He had no plans to fight them all. But as the
last knight, the old man, finally got mounted and moving, Robin spotted
something. Tied behind his saddle was the leather bag from the Blue
Boar. That would be the widow's money.