"I cannot tell, Captain Hayward. The ground became deserted in a moment after it was known the guard were coming. I suppose Fall-leaf, one of our friends, has removed them to a place of safety, away from the fight They will be found when the fate of the battle is decided."
CHAPTER XIII.
Charge of the Body-guard.
Advance your standards, draw your willing swords.
For me, the ransom of my bold attempt
Shall be this cold corpse on the earth's cold face;
But if I thrive, the gain of my attempt
The least of you shall share his part thereof.
Sound drums and trumpets, boldly and cheerfully;