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At Weymouth and at Portland they have
murdered and ravished. Yesterday morning they were at Cowes, and
we saw the smoke from the burning crofts. To-day they lie at
their ease near Freshwater, and we fear much lest they come upon
us and do us a mischief."
"We cannot tarry," said Sir Nigel, riding towards the town, with
the mayor upon his left side; "the Prince awaits us at Bordeaux,
and we may not be behind the general muster. Yet I will promise
you that on our way we shall find time to pass Freshwater and to
prevail upon these rovers to leave you in peace."
"We are much beholden to you!" cried the mayor "But I cannot see,
my lord, how, without a war-ship, you may venture against these
men. With your archers, however, you might well hold the town
and do them great scath if they attempt to land."
"There is a very proper cog out yonder," said Sir Nigel, "it
would be a very strange thing if any ship were not a war-ship
when it had such men as these upon her decks. Certes, we shall
do as I say, and that no later than this very day.


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