Andrew Atroshenko Before the Dance painting

Andrew Atroshenko Before the Dance paintingEdward Hopper Second Story Sunlight paintingEdward Hopper Route 6 Eastham painting
Hood to fill the lads with longing and turn them against you. Ah, but he gave himself away that time, and now he'll bide with us though his father send the Red Bull to free him." Cully caught his breath at that, but the giant snatched up the unresisting magician for the second time that night and bore him to a great tree, where he bound him with his face to the trunk and his arms stretched around it. Schmendrick giggled gently all through the opera-
tion, and made matters easier by hugging the tree as fondly as a new bride.
"There," Jack Jingly said at last. "Do ye guard him the night, Cully, whiles I sleep, and in the morning it's me to old Haggard to see what his boy's worth to him. Happen we'll all be gentlemen of leisure in a month's time."
"What of the men?" Cully asked worriedly. "Will they come back, do you think?"
The giant yawned and turned away. "They'll be back by morning, sad and sneezing, and ye'll have to be easy with them for a bit. They'll be back, for they'm not the sort to trade something for nothing, and no more am I. Robin Hood might have stayed for us if we were. Good night to ye, captain."
There was no sound when he was gone but crickets, and Schmendrick's soft