The Red Rose triumphs.

Proud York is forced to fly.

Shall we join them, and lead again to victory?
They are chasing them to the very walls of the town." Paul looked in the direction indicated, and a change came over his face.

He had the wonderful long, keen sight which often comes to those who have grown up in the open air, and have been used from childhood to the exercise of hunting and hawking.

The prince saw only the flying rout, which he concluded to be the soldiers of York; but Paul could distinguish more.