I am glad they have brought them off, however." His opinion was confirmed as the troopers approached nearer, and finally halted on the road beneath the Tower; while their commanding officer, leaving them to breathe and refresh their horses, hastily rode up the hill.
"It is Claverhouse, sure enough," said the Major; "I am glad he has escaped, but he has lost his famous black horse.

Let Lady Margaret know, John Gudyill; order some refreshments; get oats for the soldiers' horses; and let us to the hall, Edith, to meet him.

I surmise we shall hear but indifferent news.".