Seeing them come Grey Dick slipped the black bow from its case and sent an arrow singing through the heart of the one-eyed villain who captained them.  Thereon the rest left him where he fell and ran off to steal and slay elsewhere.  Then without a word Dick unstrung the bow and once more laid hold of an end of the plank.

They came to the mouth of that street where the bravoes had waylaid them on the previous night, only to find that they could not pass this way.  Here most of the houses were thrown down, and from their ruins rose smoke and the hideous screams of those who perished.  It was this part of Venice, the home of the poorer folk, which suffered most from the earthquake, that had scarcely touched many of the finer quarters.  Still, it was reckoned afterward that in all it took a toll of nearly ten thousand lives.

Turning from this street, they made their way to the banks of a great canal that here ran into the harbour, that on which they had been rowed to the Place of Arms.  Here by good luck they found a small boat floating keep uppermost, for it had been overturned by the number of people who crowded into it.  This boat they righted with much toil and discovered within it a drowned lady, also an oar caught beneath the seat.  After this their dreadful journey was easy, at least by comparison.  For now all the gloom had rolled away, the sun shone out and a fresh and pleasant wind blew from the sea toward the land.

So, at last, passing many sad and strange scenes that need not be described, they came safely to the steps of the ambassador’s beautiful house which was quite uninjured.  Here they found several of his servants wringing their hands and weeping, for word had been brought to them that he was dead.  Also in the hall they were met by another woe, for there on a couch lay stretched the Lady Carleon smitten with some dread sickness which caused blood to flow from her mouth and ears.  A physician was bending over her, for by good fortune one had been found.

Sir Geoffrey asked him what ailed his wife.  He answered that he did not know, having never seen the like till that morning, when he had been called in to attend three such cases in houses far apart, whereof one died within ten minutes of being struck.

Just then Lady Carleon’s senses returned, and opening her eyes she saw Sir Geoffrey, whom they had laid down upon another couch close to her.

“Oh, they told me that you were dead, husband,” she said, “crushed or swallowed in the earthquake!  But I thank God they lied.  Yet what ails you, sweetheart, that you do not stand upon your feet?”

“Little, dear wife, little,” he answered in a cheerful voice.  “My foot is somewhat crushed, that is all.  Still ’tis true that had it not been for this brave knight and his squire I must have lain where I was till I perished.”

Now Lady Carleon raised herself slightly and looked at Hugh and Dick, who stood together, bewildered and overwhelmed.