But they were succeeding: they were overpowering him; they had him on the ground.
Now, they were all in the gap of the furze bushes, struggling in the shallow stream.

Robbie dropped the reins of the mare, and ran to Ralph's aid.

At that moment a mighty gust of wind came down from the fell, and swept through the channel.

It caught the mare, and startled by the loud cries of the men and the barking of the dog, and affrighted by the tempest, she started away at a terrific gallop over the mountains, with the coffin on her back.
"The mare, the mare!" cried Ralph, who had seen the accident as Robbie dropped the reins; "for God's sake, after her!" The strength of ten men came into his limbs at this.

He rose from where the men held him down, and threw them from him as if they had been green withes that he snapped asunder.