And when the carle had given his message the Knight drew himself straight up in his saddle again and lifted up his hand and cried out: "Oliver! Oliver! lead on the way thou wottest! Spur! spur, all men!" Therewith he blew one blast from a horn which hung at his saddle-bow; the runner leapt up behind old Oliver, and the whole company went off at a smart trot somewhat south-east, slantwise of the cross-roads, where the wood was nought cumbered with undergrowth; and presently they were all gone to the last horse-tail, and no man took any more note of Ralph..