Then Roger turned and whispered to Ralph: "Friends. Get out thy sword!"
Wherewithal the gate was opened, and they all passed out through the wall,
and stood above the ditch in the angle-nook of a square tower.
Then Ralph saw some of the men stoop and shoot out a broad
plank over the ditch, which was deep but not wide thereabout,
and straightway he followed the others over it, going last save Roger.
By then they were on the other side he saw a glimmer of the dawn in the
eastern heaven, but it was still more than dusk, and no man spoke again.
They went on softly across the plain fields outside the wall,
creeping from bush to bush, and from tree to tree, for here,
if nowhere about the circuit of the Burg, were a few trees growing.
Thus they came into a little wood and passed through it, and then
Ralph could see that the men were six besides Roger; by the glimmer
of the growing dawn he saw before them a space of meadows with high
hedges about them, and a dim line that he took for the roof of a barn
or grange, and beyond that a dark mass of trees.
Still they pressed on without speaking; a dog barked not far off
and the cocks were crowing, and close by them in the meadow a cow lowed
and went hustling over the bents and the long, unbitten buttercups.
Day grew apace, and by then they were under the barn-gable which he had seen
aloof he saw the other roofs of the grange and heard the bleating of sheep.
And now he saw those six men clearly, and noted that one of them was
very big and tall, and one small and slender, and it came into his mind
that these two were none other than the twain whom he had come upon
the last night sitting in the hall of the Flower de Luce.
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