Beyond the fact that the Earl of Devon and other nobles were known to have been killed, and Somerset with a party of knights had taken sanctuary, they could give no details as to the fate of individuals.

In the deepest distress at the utter ruin of the cause, and in ignorance of the fate of her husband, who she could only hope was one of those who had gained sanctuary, Dame Tresham prepared for flight.
This accomplished, she had only to wait, and sit in tearless anguish at the window, listening intently whenever a horseman rode past.

All night her watch continued.

Gervaise, who had cried himself to sleep, lay on a couch beside her.

Morning dawned, and she then knew that her husband would not come, for had he escaped from the field he would long ere this have been with her.