'Twas a spot not ill chosen for standing at bay.

For, on either side of the steep track, the land fell away in desolate bog, on which we scarce dare venture; so that there was nought to do but either fall back ourselves or come face to face with those who stood in the way.
"Men," said I, "for me there is but one goal, and that is yonder flying villain.

I keep my sword for him.

Look you well to the others.

They must not hinder me." And before the lurkers had time to prepare for our coming, we charged in upon them full tilt, and I, slashing right and left, cut my way to the far side, while those who followed me held them there in hand-to-hand fight.
How that battle betwixt Englishmen and Englishmen sped I know not, for before it was at an end I was a mile on the road, with my prey little farther beyond.