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eric

in old Irish law, a fine paid by a murderer to the family of his victim. For Scotland, see ASSYTHMENT.
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With one upward stroke he sent Eric's staff whirling through the air.
Eric had been a great bully, and many had suffered defeat and insult at his hands.
"'Tis he that hath but now so soundly cracked the crown of Eric of Lincoln," was the reply.
Then presently the director of the sport cried, "Play!" and they came together again; but now Eric played warily, for he found his man was of right good mettle, and also he had no sweet memory of the blow that he had got; so this bout neither Little John nor the Lincoln man caught a stroke within his guard.
Then for the third time they came together, and at first Eric strove to be wary, as he had been before; but, growing mad at finding himself so foiled, he lost his wits and began to rain blows so fiercely and so fast that they rattled like hail on penthouse roof; but, in spite of all, he did not reach within Little John's guard.
And thus ended the famous bout between Little John and Eric o' Lincoln of great renown.
"Who is yon stranger clad all in scarlet?" said some, and others answered, "It is he that hath but now so soundly cracked the crown of Eric o' Lincoln." Thus the people talked among themselves, until at last it reached even the Sheriff's ears.
The Honorable Eric Lindon, who was at this moment walking up and down with Lady Muriel, might have solved it at once, no doubt, by announcing his intention of returning on foot.
"I'm afraid the carriage wont take us all, and I don't like to suggest to Eric to desert his cousin so soon."
"You'll have to be content with Eric as your escort," he added, to Lady Muriel, who had joined us while he was speaking.
It was, in fact, the Honourable Eric Lindon, who had apparently fulfilled his task of escorting Lady Muriel home, and was now strolling leisurely up and down the road outside the house, enjoying; a solitary cigar.
Eric Lindon's eye-brows were slightly raised at these words, and an amused smile, which he courteously tried to repress, flitted across his handsome face: "A trifle cracked!" he muttered to himself.