“We must die, my lad,” he said.  “A strange death, too, to be roasted in a trap.  But after all, whether by that or the thrust of a Roundhead sword makes little difference in the end.  I would fain have fallen in the field, though.”

“Perhaps,” Harry suggested, “the fire may not reach us here.  The walls are very thick, and the chamber below is empty.”

The prince shook his head.

“The heat of the fire in a house like this will crack stone walls,” he said.

He then took off his cloak and threw it over the stone, dressing it down tightly to prevent the smoke from curling in.  Through the loophole they could now hear a roar, and crackling sounds, and a sudden glow lit up the country.

“The flames are bursting through the windows,” Harry said.  “They will bring our troop down ere long.”

“The troop will do us no good,” Prince Rupert replied.  “All the king’s army could not rescue us.  But at least it would be a satisfaction before we die to see these crop-eared knaves defeated.”

Minute after minute passed, and a broad glare of light illumined the whole country round.  Through the slit they could see the Roundheads keeping guard round the house in readiness to cut off any one who might seek to make his escape, while at a short distance off they had drawn up the main body of the force.  Presently, coming along the road at a rapid trot, they saw a body of horse.

“There are our men,” the prince exclaimed.

The Roundheads had seen them too.  A trumpet was sounded, and the men on guard round the house leaped to their horses, and joined the main body, just as the Cavaliers charged upon them.  The Roundheads fought stoutly; but the charge of the Cavaliers was irresistible.  Furious at the sight of the house in flames, and ignorant of the fate which had befallen their prince and their master’s son, they burst upon the Roundheads with a force which the latter were unable to withstand.  For four or five minutes the fight continued, and then such of the Roundheads as were able clapped spurs to their horses and galloped off, hotly pursued by the Cavaliers.  The pursuit was a short one.  Several of the Cavaliers were gathered at the spot where the conflict had taken place, and were, apparently, questioning a wounded man.  Then the trumpeter who was with them sounded the recall, and in a few minutes the Royalist troops came riding back.  They could see Jacob pointing to the burning building and gesticulating with his arms.  Then a party dashed up to the house, and were lost to sight.

The prince and Harry both shouted at the top of their voices, but the roar of the flames and the crash of falling beams deadened the sound.  The heat had by this time become intense.  They had gradually divested themselves of their clothing, and were bathed in perspiration.

“This heat is terrific,” Prince Rupert said.  “I did not think the human frame could stand so great a heat.  Methinks that water would boil were it placed here.”