He was, however, very soon fully awake
to the fact of his guards calling on him to arm, which he did in haste,
and beheld the machine in flames, and a furious conflict raging around it.
He hurried to the spot, and found that his camp had been suddenly assailed
from one side by a party of foresters, and that the baron's people
had made a sortie on the other, and that they had killed the guards,
and set fire to the machine, before the rest of the camp could come
to the assistance of their fellows.
The night was in itself intensely dark, and the fire-light
shed around it a vivid and unnatural radiance. On one side,
the crimson light quivered by its own agitation on the waveless moat,
and on the bastions and buttresses of the castle, and their
shadows lay in massy blackness on the illuminated walls:
on the other, it shone upon the woods, streaming far within
among the open trunks, or resting on the closer foliage.
The circumference of darkness bounded the scene on all sides:
and in the centre raged the war; shields, helmets, and bucklers
gleaming and glittering as they rang and clashed against each other;
plumes confusedly tossing in the crimson light, and the messy
light and shade that fell on the faces of the combatants,
giving additional energy to their ferocious expression.
John, drawing nearer to the scene of action, observed two young warriors
fighting side by side, one of whom wore the habit of a forester,
the other that of a retainer of Arlingford.
Pages:
65
66
67
68
69
70
71
72
73
74
75
76
77
78
79
80
81
82
83
84
85
86
87
88
89