Yet not before a quick twang from Sir Ludar's bowstring had sent an arrow into his quarter.

"Are you mad ?" cried I, in terror, "it is the Queen's deer!" "Follow! follow!" shouted Sir Ludar, who was every inch a sportsman.
I tried to hold him back, but he heeded me no more than had I been a fly.

With a loud whoop, he dashed away in pursuit.

He had not gone twenty yards from me, when there was a great shout and clatter of horsemen, and before I well knew what had happened, I saw Sir Ludar disarmed in the clutches of half a dozen men.

I rushed to his help, but could do nothing except share his fate.