St. George for England: A Tale of Cressy and PoitiersHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
St. George for England: A Tale of Cressy and Poitiers
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Great Britain -- History -- Edward III, 1327-1377 -- Fiction
Two days later the conspiracy came to a head, and the people, assembling
round the countess' house, clamored for surrender. The breaches were
open and the enemy might pour in at any time and put all to the sword.
The countess begged for a little further delay, but in vain, and
withdrew to the turret where she had for so many weary weeks watched the
horizon, in hopes of seeing the sails of the approaching fleet. Walter
was at the time with Sir John Powis on the walls. Presently a large body
of French were seen approaching headed by Henry de Leon, who summoned
the town to surrender. Many standing on the walls shouted that the gates
should be thrown open; but Sir John returned for answer that he must
consult the countess, and that upon her answer must depend whether he
and his men would defend the breach until the last.
"Come with me, Walter," he said, "we must fain persuade the countess. If
she says no, we Englishmen will die in the breach; but though ready to
give my life for so brave a lady, I own that it is useless to fight
longer. Save our own little band not one in the town will lift a sword
again. Such resistance as we can offer will but inflame them to fury,
and all the horrors of a sack will be inflicted upon the inhabitants.
There she is, poor lady, on the turret, gazing, as usual, seaward."
Suddenly they saw her throw up her arms, and then turning toward the
city she cried as she perceived the English knight, "I see them! I see
them! The English fleet are coming!"
"Run up, Walter," Sir John exclaimed, "maybe the countess is distraught
with her sorrows."
Walter dashed up to the turret, and looking seaward beheld rising over
the horizon a number of masts.
"Hurrah! Sir John," he shouted, "we are saved, the English fleet is in
sight."
Many others heard the shout, and the tidings ran like lightning through
the town. In wild excitement the people ran to the battlements and
roofs, and with cheering and clapping of hands hailed the appearance of
the still far-distant fleet. The church bells rang out joyfully and the
whole town was wild with excitement.
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