Chapter 24 XXIV THE SURRENDER

Rescue or none, Sir Knight, I am your captive:

Deal with me what your nobleness suggests-

Thinking the chance of war may one day place you

Where I must now be reckon'd-I' the roll

Of melancholy prisoners.

ANONYMOUS

The skirmish betwixt the Schwarzreiters and the Burgundian men at arms lasted scarcely five minutes, so soon were the