I will strike a blow for my father's liberty and crown this day, whether I live or die." The way was open now, and Paul saw plainly that they were close to the ranks of the foe.

But there was no drawing back, even had he wished it; his blood was up now, and not even fear for the possible peril of the prince could withhold him from the charge.

He knew not whether the person of the prince was known, and whether young Edward ran any especial danger in thus flinging himself upon the enemy.

But it was no longer his place to think--the moment for action had arrived; and following Edward's example, he dashed into the thick of the fray, the impetuosity and fury of his charge bearing down all before him, and hewing down man and horse as he clave a passage through the ranks for the prince, who closely followed.
They were not alone.

A gallant little company was following in their track, and with cries of "An Edward, an Edward, a Prince of Wales!" smote down the rival warriors with a fury which for the moment nothing could withstand.