"Thank Heaven!" she said, as the troop had nearly passed them, "the danger is over!" Not so.

One of the last two soldiers who rode abreast was unfortunately mounted on a young and unmanageable horse.

The rider's oaths and digging spur only increased the fire and impatience of the charger; it plunged from side to side of the narrow street.
"Look to yourselves!" cried the horseman, as he was borne on to the place where Lucille and the stranger stood against the wall.

"Are ye mad?
Why do you not run ?" "For Heaven's sake, for mercy's sake, he is blind!" cried Lucille, clinging to the stranger's side.
"Save yourself, my kind guide!" said the stranger.

But Lucille dreamed not of such desertion.