Gassion was furiously jealous. During the whole course of the siege,
he had refused to lend any aid whatever, and when the town was taken in
spite of him, his jealousy led him to play the Prince a very
treacherous trick. He invited him one morning to "take the air," and
Rupert, for the third time, agreed to accompany him. They went out
attended by a guard of eighty horse; but a peasant warned the Spaniards
of their whereabouts, and an ambush was laid to intercept their return.
As they came back, Rupert noticed a dog sitting with its back towards
him, and staring into the wood. The circumstance roused his
suspicions; he took off his cloak, threw it to his page, and pressing
after Gassion who was some yards ahead, cried: "Have a care, sir!
There is a party in that wood!" As he spoke the hidden enemy fired a
smart volley. Setting spurs to their horses, the French party broke
through it, losing only Rupert's page, who was taken, but courteously
released next day. No sooner were they through the fire than Gassion
faced about, saying: "Il faut rompre le col a ces coquins-la.--Pied a
terre!" He took his foot from his stirrup; and Rupert, naturally
understanding that they were to attack the ambush, dismounted. A few
officers followed his example, and thereupon Gassion marched off with
their horses, leaving them to face the difficulty as best {218} they
could. A sharp skirmish followed, in which Rupert received a shot in
the head, but he contrived to retreat after Gassion, who was calmly
waiting at some distance. The French General then expressed polite
regret for the accident: "Monsieur," he said, "je suis bien fache que
vous etes blesse!" To which Rupert replied, with crushing brevity: "Et
moi aussi!"[8]
This little skirmish ended an uneventful campaign, and Rupert returned
to St. Germains, "where he passed his next winter with as much
satisfaction as the tenderness he felt for his royal uncle's affairs
would permit."[9] King Charles was then a prisoner at Hampton Court,
whence he wrote a very affectionate letter to his nephew, sympathising
with him for his recent wound, and assuring him that, "next my
children, I say _next_, I shall have most care of you, and shall take
the first opportunity either to employ you, or to have your
company."[10]
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