St. George for EnglandHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
St. George for England
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Great Britain -- History -- Edward III, 1327-1377 -- Fiction
“He sees them,” he said, “and is going to try to ride round them. I
fear that there is but little hope of his escaping, seeing that they are
between him and Calais, and that assuredly some among them must be as
well or better mounted than himself.” As he spoke a party of horsemen
were seen to detach themselves from the flank of the French column
and to gallop off at full speed to intercept the messenger; the latter
diverged more and more from his course, but he was constantly headed
off by his pursuers, and at last, seeing the impossibility of getting
through them, he again turned his horse's head and galloped off towards
the castle, which he reached a few hundred yards only in advance of his
foes.
“I could not help it, Sir Walter,” he said, as he galloped in at the
gate. “I found that although Robin is fast, some of those horsemen had
the turn of speed of me, and that it was impossible that I could get
through; so deeming that I should do more service by coming to strike
a blow here than by having my throat cut out in the fields, I made the
best of my way back.”
“Quite right, Martin!” Walter said. “I should have been grieved had you
thrown your life away needlessly. I saw from the first that your escape
was cut off. And now, men, each to his place; but first pile up the
stones against the gate, and then let each man take a good meal, for it
is like enough to be long before we get a chance of doing so again.”
Again ascending to the walls Walter saw that the first body of
men-at-arms he had perceived was followed at a distance by a strong
force of footmen having with them some large wagons.
“I fear,” he said to Ralph, “that they have brought machines with them
from Amiens, and in that case they will not be long in effecting a
breach, for doubtless they know that the walls are but weak. We shall
have to fight stoutly, for it may be days before the news of our leaguer
reaches the camp. However, I trust that the prince will, by tomorrow
night, when he finds that two days have elapsed without the coming of
my usual messenger, suspect that we are besieged and will sally forth to
our assistance. And now let us to breakfast, for we shall need all our
strength today, and you may be sure that French will lose no time in
attacking, seeing that assistance may shortly arrive from Calais.”
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