At this job one is better than two." A minute later she joined him on the farther bank of the moat.

"Run!" she said.

"Run for your life; there's death behind!" He obeyed, but Emlyn turned and screamed, till, hearing her through the gale, all the guard hurried up the towers, flashing lanterns, to see what passed.
"STORM! STORM!" she cried.

"UP WITH THE LADDERS! FOR THE KIND AND HARFLETE! STORM! STORM!" Then she too turned and fled..