33/39 His fleeing troops left him lying there; they stumbled over him and ran on; no one offered to help him up. The fallen man's horse you will find in the church. As for the rider, you will do well to hang him to the nearest tree. You have a gipsy here to help you. And now farewell." She blew a little whistle that hung at her neck, and a lad appeared leading two mountain ponies. |