Twonette ran as rapidly as her feet could take her to seek refuge with the mules, but Yolanda, with flashing eyes, declared: "I will remain here." I felt that an apology was due to this burgher girl.
"I will gladly apologize later, Fraeulein, but now I have only time to beg that you will conceal yourself.

These men probably are robbers.

If they see you, we shall be compelled to fight them, however great their numbers.

If we find their force too large for us, we may easily ransom the mules and their packs, but we could make no terms for you.

If they are Black Riders, they will prefer a little gold to a great deal of silk, but they will prefer you and Fraeulein Twonette to a great deal of gold." "I would not pay them one piece of gold," cried Yolanda, defiantly.
"Give me an arquebuse.