He dismissed us with our hearts as full of joy and love for him as of triumph on our humbled foes." "No doubt," responded many voices; "but Buchan, Mowbray, De Brechin--what came of them--were they left on the field ?" "They fled, loving their lives better than their honor; they fled, like cowards as they were.

The two first slackened not their speed till they stood on English ground.

De Brechin, ye know, held out Angus as long as he could, and was finally made captive." "Aye, and treated with far greater lenity than the villain deserved.

He will never be a Randolph." "A Randolph! Not a footboy in Randolph's train but is more Randolph than he.

But thou sayest Buchan slackened not rein till he reached English ground; he lingered long enough for yet blacker treachery, if rumor speaks aright.