The infuriated crowd rushed forward.

Cnut, with a bound, sprang from the car, and, joining his comrades, burst through those who attempted to impede them, and darted down a by-street.
Cuthbert, for the moment amazed at the action of his follower, had on the instant drawn his sword and joined the archers.

In the crowd, however, he was for a second separated from them; and before he could tear himself from the hands of the citizens who had seized him, the men-at-arms accompanying the procession surrounded him, and he was led away by them to the castle, the guards with difficulty protecting him from the enraged populace.

Even at this moment Cuthbert experienced a deep sense of satisfaction at the thought that his followers had escaped.

But he feared that alone, and unacquainted with the language of the country, they would find it difficult indeed to escape the search which would be made for them, and to manage to find their way back to their country.