But a cavalry charge has to end in a re-formation, and that is the instant of danger if any unbroken enemy remains within range.

Now a sleet of bullets hissed through their ranks as they retired, and the gallant Lord Airlie, as modest and brave a soldier as ever drew sword, was struck through the heart.

'Pray moderate your language!' was his last characteristic remark, made to a battle-drunken sergeant.

Two officers, seventeen men, and thirty horses went down with their Colonel, the great majority only slightly injured.

In the meantime the increasing pressure upon his right caused Broadwood to order a second charge, of the Life Guards this time, to drive off the assailants.