Robin and his men heard about the contest. The sheriff was right - they wanted to go.
'You will have to stay at home, Robin, laughed Little John. 'We want to win, and we are better than the sheriff's men. But you are a better bowman than all of us!'
'Be careful, Robin,' said Marian. 'The sheriff is a dangerous man. He knows that you will go. He only wants to find you and kill you!'
'I know that,' said Robin. 'This is a fine adventure. I will win the contest, but the sheriff won't catch me ...'
'Then I will come too,' said Marian. 'I will wear boy's clothes again, and my boy's hat. The sheriff will not know me, and I will play in the contest. Perhaps I will win the gold arrow, not you!'
On the day of the contest, many people came. Some people played and other people watched. One hundred of the sheriff's men were there too.
'The winner of this contest will be Robin Hood,' the sheriff told his men. 'He will come to take the gold arrow from me - then you can take him. But do not kill him. Prince John wants to
meet him first!'
The contest began. One man was the best.
'That man is Robin Hood,' thought the Sheriff. 'People say he is clever. But we will catch him easily. That big man with him is Little John and the fat man is Friar Tuck. We will take them too. But who is the boy? He is very good with a bow and arrow too.'
The contest finished and Robin Hood was the winner. He went to the sheriff and smiled.
'The arrow is mine, I think,' he said. The sheriff smiled coldly and gave him the gold arrow. Then Robin turned away.
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