The queen's army was beaten.

At the same time, three or four horsemen appeared on the hither side of the ravine, advancing at a gallop.

Douglas recognised them as enemies.
"Fly, madam," cried George, "fly without loss of a second; for those who are coming upon us are followed by others.

Gain the road, while I go to check them.

And you," added he, addressing the escort, "be killed to the last man rather than let them take your queen." "George! George!" cried the queen, motionless, and as if riveted to the spot.
But George had already dashed away with all his horse's speed, and as he was splendidly mounted, he flew across the space with lightning rapidity, and reached the gorge before the enemy.