Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen BessReed, Talbot Baines
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Sir Ludar: A Story of the Days of the Great Queen Bess
Reed, Talbot Baines
Great Britain -- History -- Elizabeth, 1558-1603 -- Juvenile fiction
In a moment I stood beside him on the narrow edge of grass between the
castle wall and the brink. We could hear the shouts and firing away at
the gate, but not a soul was left here to bar our passage. Even the
sentinel's shot had passed unheeded. There was a low window leading to
one of the offices of the castle, through which we clambered. Next
moment we found ourselves standing within the walls of Dunluce.
"_Froach Eilan_!" shouted Ludar, drawing his dirk and waving on his men.
"_Froach Eilan! Ludar_!" shouted we, some of us discharging our pieces
to add to the uproar, while one man exploded a swivel gun which stood on
the seaward battlement.
The effect was magical. There was a sudden pause in the fighting at the
bridge. Then rose a mighty answering cry from our McDonnells outside;
while the garrison, caught thus between the two fires, looked this way
and that, not knowing against which foe to turn.
Though we were but thirteen--nay, only twelve, for the English sentinel
in his fall had swept yet another of our brave fellows from the ledge--
it was hard for any one to say in the darkness how many we were or how
many were yet behind; and the thirty defenders to the place, when once
the panic had spread, were in no mood for waiting to see. Many of them
laid down their arms at once. Some, still more terrified, attempted to
descend the rocks, and so perished; others plunged boldly into the gulf,
and there was an end of them.
Ludar meanwhile rushed to the bridge. Many a brave fellow to-night had
met his fate on that narrow way. For so far, no assault from our men
without had been able to shake the strong portcullis, or make an opening
on the grim face of the fortress. Indeed, it seemed to me, a single
child in the place might have defied an army, so unassailable did it
appear. Our men had carried easily the outer courtyard across the moat,
driving the slender garrison back, with only time to lower the gate and
shut themselves within before the assault began. But, though they
thundered with shot and rock, all was of no avail. The guns of the
besieged swept the narrow bridge on either side, and scarce a man who
ventured across it returned alive.
Now, all was suddenly changed. Ludar, with a wild shout, fell on the
keepers of the gate within and drove them from their post. So sudden
was his onslaught, that none had time to ask whence he came or how many
followed him. Only a handful of soldiers withstood us. Among these was
the gay English fellow whom we had let go an hour or so back; and who
now, true to his word, rushed sword in hand at Ludar. I wondered to see
what Ludar would do, for kill the fellow I knew he would not. He met
the Englishman's sword with a tremendous blow from his own sheathed
weapon, which shivered it. Then with his fist he felled him to the
ground, and, thus stunned, lifted him and laid him high on a parapet of
the wall till he should come to.
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