That rise behind the village must hide them from our men.
"Where is your messenger, Keith ?" "There he goes, sire.

He is well out of the valley now and, by the pace he is riding at, he won't be long before he reaches them." "He won't reach them at all," the king said curtly, a minute later.
"See, there is a squadron of horse riding out from Lobositz, to cut him off.

No doubt they guess what his errand is." "I see them, sire, and he must see them, too.

He is checking his horse, for his orderly is coming up to him." "Then the cavalry will be lost," the king said.

"The enemy's batteries are playing havoc with them, and they will have the Austrians down upon them in a few minutes.
"Ah! I expect Gorlitz sees them now.