罗宾汉历险记（英文全本）第 1393 章

smiled

海量小说，在【丝文网】

faintly

when he

felt it in

his grasp,

then he

nocked the

arrow on

that part

of the

string

that the

tips of

his

fingers

knew so

well.

“Little

John,”

said he,

“Little

John, mine

own dear

friend,

and him I

love

better

than all

others in

the world,

mark, I

prythee,

where this

arrow

lodges,

and there

let my

grave be

digged.

Lay me

with my

face

toward the

East,

Little

John, and

see that

my

resting-place

be kept