Chapter 13 AWAY! AWAY!

A couple of weeks passed away thus, when one morning we were awakened early by a clamour in the street. All Pembroke was in an uproar. All that I could distinguish of the cries was one exclamation, "The French!"

Had they broken out, and were they going to sack the place? The panic reminded me of our feelings at Fishguard in the spring, but seeme