truck mercilessly at those who hemmed him in, when
the result rapidly followed that he was dragged from his horse and
trampled underfoot.

Sir Robert was now shut out from his son's gaze by several men forcing
themselves to the carriage door, and Frank was rising in his stirrups to
try and catch another glimpse of him, when in the wild swaying about of
the crowd his horse was forced nearer to Captain Murray, an eddy sending
the captain fortunately back to him, so that their horses made an
effort, and came side by side once more, snorting and trembling with
fear.

"The men are helpless, Frank lad," said the captain, with his lips to
the lad's ear. "They can do nothing more. They are literally wedged
in."

"My father?" panted Frank.

"It will be a rescue, my lad."

An exultant roar rose now from the dense mass of people which filled the
wide street, and, separated from each other, as well as from their
officers, the dragoons ceased to use their swords, while the men round
them who held them fast wedged waved their sticks and hats, cheering
madly.

"Told you so, sir," shouted some one close behind them; and Frank
turned, to see a dragoon, capless and bleeding from a cut on his
forehead, sitting calmly enough on his horse.

"Can't do any more, sir," said the man, in answer to a frown from
Captain Murray. "They've got my sword. It's the same with all of us.
We couldn't move."

The cheering went on, and in the midst of it the carriages began to
move, dragged by the crowd, for there was not a soldier within a dozen
yards. The clumsy vehicles were being dragged by hand, and the horses
led away toward a side street, while the cheering grew more lusty than
ever, and then changed into a yell of execration.

"What does that mean?" said Captain Murray excitedly.

"I don't know," said Frank, having hard work to make himself heard.
"Let's try and get to the carriage."

"Impossible, my lad," said Captain Murray. "Great heavens! what a
gehenna!"

The yelling rose louder than ever from the direction of Cheapside, and
directly after the cause was known, for a heavy, ringing volley rang out
clear and sharp above the roar of the crowd, and went on reverberating
from side to side of the street.

Hardly had it died away when another rattling volley came from the other
direction; and in answer to an inquiring look from Frank, Captain Murray
placed his lips to the boy's ear.

"The foot guards," he cried; "the mob is be