He was so unlike a common rebel, and so big in his heart to every one and everything that claimed his aid.
Once that day, as we toiled along the hot road, we overtook a poor woman carrying a bundle in one arm, while with the other she strove to help along a little, footsore child, who whimpered and stumbled at every step.

Without a word, Sir Ludar took the child and bundle both from the scared mother, who gave herself up for lost, until he asked her gently whither she went, and might he help her so far with her burdens?
Then she wept, and led us a clean four miles off our road to her cottage, where Sir Ludar put down the bundle and the now sleeping urchin and bade her adieu before she could thank him.
Another time, as we were mounting a hill, we came up with a hay-cart which the patient horse could scarcely drag.

Whereupon he set-to to push the cart behind, calling on me and the bewildered carter to do the same, till we had fairly hoisted it to the crown of the hill.
Another time he fell foul of a parcel of gipsies who were ill-using an old man of their tribe, and a lively fight we had of it, we two against six of them, amongst whom was the old man himself.

When at last we had got rid of them I hoped that our adventures for the day were done, for I was tired and wanted to rest my bones in a bed.
But as we passed through Reading the righteous soul of my comrade was vexed by the sight of a boy sitting howling in the stocks.
"No doubt he deserves punishment," said I.
"Deserve or not, he has had enough, for me," said Ludar, and began kicking away at the boards.
Of course there was a commotion at that, and the constable came to see what the noise was about.

Ludar desired nothing better, for he made the fellow disgorge his key, which saved a vast power of kicking.