Oh, there you go bringing class into it again. Who's that, then? Halt! Who goes there? Chicken! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! Run away! I'm not dead! Mud! When danger reared its ugly head, he bravely turned his tail and fled. Good Sir Knight, will you come with me to Camelot and join us at the Round Table? He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin