He of the foul words and gestures saw it coming, and turned to fly.

As he leapt forward the war arrow struck him full in the small of the back, just where the spine ends, severing it, so that he fell all of a heap like an ox beneath the axe, and lay a still and huddled shape.
From all the English right who saw this wondrous deed there went up such a shout that their comrades to the left and rear thought for a moment that battle had been joined.

The King and the Prince stared amazed.

Hugh flung his arms about Dick's neck, and kissed him.

Jack Green cried: "No archer, but a wizard! Mere man could not have sent a true shaft so far." "Then would to heaven I had more such wizards," said the King.