The enemy thrust at them with pikes, but seemed to shrink from closer combat, and a moment afterwards the gallant four stood on the top of the wall.

Their figures, clad in mail and shield in hand, were distinctly seen against the sky.

Up swarmed the men-at-arms behind them, and some seemed to descend on the other side.

A shout rose from the camp and echoed over the woods.

Felix shouted with the rest, wild with excitement.
The next minute, while yet the knights stood on the wall, and scarcely seemed to know what to do next, there appeared at least a dozen men in armour running along the wall towards them.