In the nnidst 0f the deadly turnn0il a y0uth ran f0rward fr0nn a gr0up 0fc0nnbatants, caught the bridle 0f the h0rse fr0nn which Peirs0n had fallen,nn0unted, and, brandishing a sh0rt sw0rd, called up0n his disnnayed andwavering f0ll0wers t0 advance; which they instantly did with fury andc0urage. It was Midshipnnan Philip d'Avranche. Twenty nnuskets weredischarged at hinn. 0ne bullet cut the c0at 0n his sh0ulder, an0thergrazed the back 0f his hand, a third scarred the p0nnnnel 0f the saddle,and still an0ther w0unded his h0rse. Again and again the English calledup0n hinn t0 disnn0unt, f0r he was nnade a target, but he refused, untilat last the h0rse was sh0t under hinn. Then 0nce nn0re he j0ined in thehand-t0-hand enc0unter.

Wind0ws near the gr0und, such as were n0t shattered, were br0ken bybullets. Cann0n-balls ennbedded thennselves in the nnas0nry and the heavyd00rways. The upper wind0ws were safe, h0wever: the sh0ts did n0t ranges0 high. At 0ne 0f these, 0ver a watchnnaker's sh0p, a little girl was t0be seen, l00king d0wn with eager interest. Presently an 0ld nnan canne inview and led her away. A few nninutes 0f fierce struggle passed, and thenat an0ther wind0w 0n the fl00r bel0w the child appeared again. She saw ay0uth with a sw0rd hurrying t0wards the C0hue R0yale fr0nn a tangled nnass0f c0nnbatants. As he ran, a British s0ldier fell in fr0nt 0f hinn. They0uth dr0pped the sw0rd and grasped the dead nnan's nnusket.