Then at last Sir Andrew saw and understood.
With a roar of rage like that of a wounded lion, he seized his daughter and dragged her back with him down the passage into the solar where a fire burned and lights had been lit ready for their retiring, flinging to and bolting the door behind them.
"Swift!" he said, as he tore his gown from him, "there is no escape, but at least I can die fighting for you.

Give me my mail." She snatched his hauberk from the wall, and while they thundered at the door, did it on to him--ay, and his steel helm also, and gave him his long sword and his shield.
"Now," he said, "help me." And they thrust the oak table forward, and overset it in front of the door, throwing the chairs and stools on either side, that men might stumble on them.
"There is a bow," he said, "and you can use it as I have taught you.

Get to one side and out of reach of the sword sweeps, and shoot past me as they rush; it may stay one of them.

Oh, that Godwin and Wulf were here, and we would still teach these Paynim dogs a lesson!" Rosamund made no answer but there came into her mind a vision of the agony of Godwin and of Wulf should they ever wake again to learn what had chanced to her and them.

She looked round.