The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
Matilda would have spoken, but all voices cried, "Fly, lady, fly;" and
she was hurried onward, while the horsemen came down like lightning
There was one considerably ahead of the rest, the captain of the guard
for the night; and, seeing himself opposed in the middle of the lane,
he couched his lance at the monk, and spurred eagerly upon him. One
stroke of the battle-axe, however, parried the lance and shivered it
to atoms; and, rushing on the monk caught the rein of the horse, and
prepared to dash the rider from his seat. But the captain of the
guard, an experienced soldier, wheeled his horse with his heel to keep
himself from the foe while he drew his heavy sword, and with a thrust
which it was difficult for an axe to parry, he lunged straight at the
breast of his opponent. At the same time that he did so, he shouted
his old accustomed battle-cry, "A Lacy! A Lacy! Reginald to the
rescue! A Lacy! A Lacy!"
The axe dropped from the monk's hand; the thrust of old Reginald de
Lacy was true and strong; his adversary fell, dying the snow with his
gore; and the baron, spurring his horse on over the body, led his
followers fiercely forward in pursuit of Matilda. When he reached the
bank of the Thames, however, he could see nothing but some moving
objects on the other side; and, eager in the cause he had undertaken,
he urged his horse vehemently upon the ice. The animal felt it shake
beneath him, trembled, resisted, fell. The whole mass gave way, and
man and horse, with their heavy armour, were plunged to the bottom of
the stream. It was in vain that the followers of old Reginald de Lacy
endeavoured to extricate him from the water before life was extinct.
Near two hours elapsed before they could recover his body, and then
they bore it by another path to his tent. They spent the rest of the
night in lamenting their lord; and it was not till the morning that
one of them thought to tell a priest, whom Stephen had sent to offer
prayers for the soul of De Lacy, that a few minutes before his death,
old Reginald with the red hand had killed some one like a monk, who
had attempted to stop his progress.
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