The crowd began likewise to disperse in sedate and sober fashion, with grave earnest faces and downcast eyes.

A large number of the countryfolk, however, more curious or less devout than the citizens, gathered round our regiment to see the men who had beaten off the dragoons.
'See the mon wi' a face like a gerfalcon,' cried one, pointing to Saxon; ''tis he that slew the Philistine officer yestreen, an' brought the faithful off victorious.' 'Mark ye yon other one,' cried an old dame, 'him wi' the white face an' the clothes like a prince.

He's one o' the Quality, what's come a' the way froe Lunnon to testify to the Protestant creed.

He's a main pious gentleman, he is, an' if he had bided in the wicked city they'd ha' had his head off, like they did the good Lord Roossell, or put him in chains wi' the worthy Maister Baxter.' 'Marry come up, gossip,' cried a third.

'The girt mun on the grey horse is the soldier for me.