And presently an answering cry of "For the Admiral!" sounded on our
ears. Our charge had not been made in vain! Back went the enemy, slowly
and stubbornly at first, fighting every inch of the ground, but still
retreating.

"They give way!" cried De Courcy, who was bare-headed and wounded,
"they give way! Charge, my brave lads!"

The words decided the fortunes of the day. With a rush and a roar we
swept forward, and Anjou's stubborn troops scattered in flight. Forward
we went in hot pursuit, but suddenly everything became dark to me; the
stricken field with its mob of flying men vanished from sight, and I
sank forward helplessly across my horse's neck.




CHAPTER X

I Rejoin the Advance


"Do you know me, monsieur? It is I--Jacques."

"Jacques?" I repeated dreamily. "Where are we? What are we doing here?
My head aches; I feel stiff all over. Where is the letter? Ah, I
remember now. We won the battle, Jacques?"

"Yes, monsieur. It was a great victory. Monseigneur's troops were