The men, sir, look to you for orders.' "Morgan sprang to his feet like one electrified.
"`Call the men off,' he cried hoarsely, `instantly--without another blow, and bring the prisoners to the camp--to me.

Lose not a moment, friend.' "The order was obeyed.

The Roundheads were glad enough to get clear of the tottering walls without being too particular as to who escaped and who was captured.
"Among the prisoners who next morning were reported to the captain as safe were Fulke, his daughter, and one manservant.
"Morgan's heart failed him.

He could not, dared not see them.

He ordered them to be kept in safe custody, and, meanwhile, summoned two of his most trusty soldiers to receive orders respecting them.
"That night a small boat was brought round to the bottom of yonder cliff, where you see the little creak, sir.