As they reached the center a voice called out: "A bas les Anglais!" And immediately the cry, a familiar enough one in those days, was taken up on all sides.

The crowd stiffened, and the attack upon the center became more determined than ever.

The little company formed a circle, and standing back to back, held their ground for a time.
"Make for the wall.

Keep together," cried De Lacy, pushing out toward the side, and followed by his company.

But, one by one, the Ottawas were being dragged down and trampled beneath the "corked" boots of their foes, till only two of them, with their leader, beside Harry and De Lacy, were left.
At length the wall was gained.