Lavilette came to the bridge shouting for Baby, the keeper.

Baby recognised him, and ran to the lever even as the sorel galloped up.

For the first time in the ride, Nic stuck spurs harshly into the sorel's side.

With a grunt of pain the horse sprang madly on.

A half-dozen leaps more and they were across, even as the bridge began to turn; for Baby had not recognised the little black notary, and supposed him to be one of Nic's pursuers; the others he saw further back in the road.