Now Sir Launcelot brought down the two knights and the others like
wolves stood off snarling at him, yet out of reach. Sir Neil too was
freer.

There were but ten of the attackers now. The others were either strewn
about the ground or were making their escape. And of these ten, two
even then were brought down by the arrows of Wonkin and his two
comrades.

Whereupon the last of the attackers turned and made haste to fly, the
three archers in close pursuit.

"These hinds would fair have overswarmed me had not the boy and
Dagonet come to my aid," remarked Sir Percival as he lifted his helmet
from his head.

"How then, Allan, did you like the affray?" inquired Sir Launcelot.

"Greatly," replied the lad. "But I had wish I carried a lance instead
of this, which is neither dagger nor sword."

"Right soon, shall these be yours as well, lad. Yet now we have earned
such food as we may find within the castle. And I wot not," added Sir
Percival, "many prisoners, too, who will be glad of freedom."




CHAPTER FOURTEEN