De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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So nearly balanced had been the wishes of poor little Achilles,
between fear in the one scale, and fatigue in the other, that I do not
believe he was at all sorry to hear that a halt was inevitable; and
while I acted as the groom, and took care that every means was
employed to renovate the vigour of our beasts, he cast himself upon a
truckle-bed, and within two minutes was sound asleep. I followed his
example as soon as I had provided for the renewal of our journey; for,
though well calculated to bear no ordinary portion of exercise, I was
now considerably exhausted, having ridden more than thirty leagues
that day, in addition to all that I had undergone before. My sleep,
however, was feverish and interrupted, and before the four hours were
concluded I was again upon my feet. It was about the hour that the
Spaniards generally devote to sleeping, during the great heat of the
middle of the day, but on going to seek for my horse, I found the
villagers collected in various groups at the different doors, all
eagerly talking upon some subject that seemed to excite their feelings
to the uttermost. I easily conceived that some news had reached them
from Lerida; but judging it best to remain as innocent of all
knowledge concerning any tumults that might have occurred as possible,
I asked no questions, but proceeded towards the stable for the purpose
of preparing for our departure, leaving my weary follower to enjoy his
slumbers till the last moment.
Before I reached the door, however, a clattering of horses' hoofs made
me turn my head, and I saw a Castilian trooper galloping as fast as
his horse would bear him into the village. He was armed with a steel
headpiece, cuirass, and gauntlets, and mounted on a horse which,
though wounded and bloody, still bore him on stoutly. His offensive
arms consisted of his long heavy sword, a case of large pistols, a
dagger, and two musketoons, so that considering him as an opponent,
his aspect would have been somewhat formidable. As he came up, he
glanced his eye ferociously over the various groups of peasantry,
amongst whom two or three muskets were visible, but without taking
farther notice of any one, he cut in between me and the stable-door,
and springing to the ground, in a moment led out the horse which had
borne my little follower thither, evidently with the purpose of
transferring his heavy _demipique_ saddle from his own wounded charger
to its back.
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