After this short halt the march was resumed, and on arriving at Walton-le-Dale, the general learnt Colonel Farquharson had been strengthened by three hundred men sent to support him by the Earl of Derwentwater. Under the impression that the bridge would be stoutly defended, Wills prepared to attack it with Honeywood's brigade, but what was his surprise, on arriving at the spot, to find the passage entirely unoccupied! What had become of Colonel Farquharson and his Highlanders? Where were Lord Derwentwater's three hundred men? Not one of them was to be seen. Though there was nothing to impede his progress. Wills hesitated for a few minutes, suspecting some stratagem might be intended. He then rode boldly across the bridge, and was followed by his whole force with the exception of the militia, which remained on the south bank of the river, and took up the position assigned. After crossing the bridge Wills again halted before entering the deep lane that led to the town, and thinking the hedges might be lined, he caused them to be examined, but no skirmishers could be discovered. Unable, otherwise, to account for such strange neglect of all precautions, he came to the conclusion that the rebels must have abandoned the town, and commenced a retreat to Scotland. Should this prove to be the case, it would be a great disappointment to him, as well as to his soldiery, since it would deprive him of victory, and the men of the plunder they expected to obtain. However, his alarm was quickly dispelled. A prisoner had been taken, and was brought before him. The man had refused to answer the sergeant who first interrogated him, but as Wills threatened to have him shot, he became more compliant. “Where are the rebels?” demanded the general. “In the town,” replied the man, sullenly. “Is General Forster there?” continued Wills. “I suppose so,” said the prisoner. “And Lord Derwentwater?” “Maybe,” replied the man. “But I have not seen him.” “Take care how you answer, fellow!” cried Wills sternly. “Are you quite sure Brigadier Mackintosh has not set out for Scotland?” “Quite sure,” replied the man, “I saw him not half an hour ago--helping to make a barricade.” “A barricade!” exclaimed Wills, glancing at Brigadier Honeywood. “Now we are coming to it. Where is the barricade formed?” he added to the prisoner. “In the Churchgate,” replied the man. “Is that the only barrier?” “No, there are three others. All the entrances to the town are barricaded.” “Then the rebels mean to defend themselves?” said Wills. “To the last. You needn't expect them to surrender.” “If they don't, I shall cut them to pieces,” said Wills, sternly. “Go back to the town and tell them so.” “I won't deliver any such message. It would cost me my life.” “No matter,” cried Wills. “Obey me. Recollect what I have said. Not one of the rebels shall escape me--unless their leaders surrender at discretion. Now begone!”