The footmen, therefore, were all once more taken up behind the
riders, and Dick had the signal honour meted out to him of mounting
behind Gloucester himself. For as far as there was any cover the
troops moved slowly, and when they came near the end of the trees
that lined the highway, stopped to breathe and reconnoitre.
The sun was now well up, shining with a frosty brightness out of a
yellow halo, and right over against the luminary, Shoreby, a field
of snowy roofs and ruddy gables, was rolling up its columns of
morning smoke. Gloucester turned round to Dick.
"In that poor place," he said, "where people are cooking breakfast,
either you shall gain your spurs and I begin a life of mighty
honour and glory in the world's eye, or both of us, as I conceive
it, shall fall dead and be unheard of. Two Richards are we. Well,
then, Richard Shelton, they shall be heard about, these two! Their
swords shall not ring more loudly on men's helmets than their names
shall ring in people's ears.
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