The man the Marquis had shot was groaning and Eleta saw that he had been shot in the leg.
When the men from The Court saw Pepe in the Marquis’s arms and Eleta beside him, they cheered.
He very carefully carried Pepe down the rocks and, as they reached the bottom, two more of his men brought the horses round from behind the entrance.
Eleta realised that the Marquis had taken her advice and he had approached the cave from the road, making a major detour, which was why he had taken so long.
She supposed they had really come as quickly as possible, but it seemed to her that she had been telling the stories about the flags for at least a hundred years!
“I think that Pepe should ride home with me,” the Marquis said as they brought him his horse.
“I would like that, Daddy,” Pepe murmured.
