of them was clad in white steel from head to foot, so that he looked like a steel image, all but his face, which was pale and sallow and grim.  He and his two fellows, when they were right nigh, rode slowly all along the front of Ralph’s battles thrice, and none spake aught to them, and they gave no word to any; but when they came over against the captains who stood before Ralph for the fourth time, they reined up and faced them, and the leader put back his sallet and spake in a great and rough voice: 

“Ye men! we have heard these three hours that ye were coming, wherefore we have drawn out into the meads which we have taken, that ye might see how many and how valiant we be, and might fear us.  Wherefore now, ye broken reivers of the Dry Tree, ye silly shepherds of silly sheep, ye weavers and apprentices of Wulstead, and if there by any more, ye fools! we give you two choices this morn.  Either come down to us into the meadow yonder, that we may slay you with less labour, or else, which will be the better for you, give up to us the Upmeads thralls who be with you, and then turn your faces and go back to your houses, and abide there till we come and pull you out of them, which may be some while yet.  Hah! what say ye, fools?”

Then spake Clement and said:  “Ye messengers of the robbers and oppressors, why make ye this roaring to the common people and the sergeants?  Why speak ye not with our Captain?”

Cried out the challenger, “Where then is the Captain of the Fools? is he hidden? can he hear my word?”

Scarce was it out of his mouth ere the captains fell away to right and left, and there, standing by himself, was Ralph, holding the ancient lettered war-staff; his head was bare, for now he had done off his sallet, and the sun and the wind played in his bright hair; glorious was his face, and his grey eyes gleamed with wrath and mastery as he spake in a clear voice, and there was silence all along the ranks to hearken him: 

“O messenger of the robbers!  I am the captain of this folk.  I see that the voice hath died away within the jaws of you; but it matters not, for I have heard thy windy talk, and this is the answer:  we will neither depart, nor come down to you, but will abide our death by your hands here on this hill-side.  Go with this answer.”

The man stared wild at Ralph while he was speaking, and seemed to stagger in his saddle; then he let his sallet fall over his face, and, turning his horse about, rode swiftly, he and his two fellows, down the hill and away to the battle of the Burgers.  None followed or cried after him; for now had a great longing and expectation fallen upon Ralph’s folk, and they abode what shall befall with little noise.  They noted so soon as the messenger was gotten to the main of the foemen that there was a stir amongst them, and they were ordering their ranks to move against the hill.  And withal they saw men all armed coming from out the High House, who went down to the Bridge and abode there.  Upmeads-water ran through the meadows betwixt the hill and the High House, as hath been said afore; but as it winded along, one reach of it went nigh to the House, and made wellnigh a quarter of a circle about it before it turned to run down the meadows to the eastward; and at this nighest point was there a wide bridge well builded of stone.