the three women who were chucking, full of mirth, at the laughing tree. They were in stitches! Meanwhile William de Smythe, fearing ridicule sidled up to another tree in the glade. Furtively He stashed the Pepperami sausages, that he kept in his scabbard behind the towering conifer, afraid that the others would suss him out and they would know that he had come unharmed, sorry, unarmed. He knew that a fine upstanding knight such as himself should always be ready to come to the aid of any damsel in distress and these three seemed very distressed! "Laughing, banter, more like hysterics" he summised. "Not the demeanour of ladies at all! They were frauds!" Looking round, he saw that Mick de Brown and Cedric had spotted his deed and was downcast. Found out. They................
