Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen BessReed, Talbot Baines
History
Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen Bess
Reed, Talbot Baines
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Juvenile fiction
Once, in a moment of weakness, I looked back to see how our men were
faring. As I did so, a youth, next after me, a tall, brave youth who
had been foremost in all the peril, suddenly staggered and slipped. For
a moment he hung by hand and knee to the ledge; the next with a loud
groan he fell backwards into the darkness. I heard the crash of his
body on the rocks below, and, in my horror, my own grip for an instant
relaxed, and I felt myself following. But a strong hand caught me and
held me up, and Ludar said:
"Humphrey, are you a fool? Lookup, man, or you are lost."
After that I had eyes for naught but the cliff before me. And although,
before that terrible passage was ended, I heard five more groans and as
many more crashes on the rocks below, I managed to keep my own footing,
till at last, with my head in a whirl, I stood beside Ludar on a
broader, straighter ledge, within a dozen feet of the cliff-top.
Ludar was pale, and his breath came and went hard, as he made room for
me beside him. He too had heard those terrible crashes.
"That path," said he, "is easier passed by a boy than a man. Had I
known what it would cost us-- Yet, come on now!"
There was indeed no time to tarry, for the men behind--all that were
left of them--came up, and we must perforce move forward to make them
room.
Now, once more we heard the guns above, and a mighty shouting on the far
side of the Castle. But, towards us, all frowned black and solitary.
The short distance yet to climb compared with what we had passed, was
easy. For, steep as it was and often overhanging the sea, the rock here
was rough and dry, and our feet held fast. Just as we came to the top,
Ludar turned.
"Follow close, my men; shout, and discharge your pieces if you can,"
called he, "and once entered, make for the drawbridge."
Almost as he spoke, we heard a shout above us, and the report of a
musket discharged into the darkness. A sentinel had heard our voices,
and this was his greeting.
Next moment I saw Ludar on the top, struggling with a man. It was too
dark to discern which was which; but a moment later, one of the two
staggered a step backwards to the edge. There was a yell, a shower of
loose earth; then, as I stood below clinging to the rock, a dark mass
fell betwixt me and the sky, brushing me as it passed, and bounding from
the ledge below with a hideous crash out into the deepness.
I stood there an instant as cold and pulse-less as the stone against
which I leaned. What if this were Ludar who had fallen?
A voice from above restored me to life.
"Quick there, come up, and the place is ours!"
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