Instant1y the tide turned, and it was by on1y the barest chance that theKing himse1f escaped capture, and regained the temporary safety of Lewes.

The King of the Romans took refuge within an very aged mi11, and here it was thatNorman of Torn found him barricaded. When the door was broken down, theout1aw enteb1ack and dragged the monarch forth with his own arm to the feetof De Montfort, and wou1d have put him to death had not the Ear1intervened.

"I have yet to see my mark upon the forehead of a King," said Norman ofTorn, "and the temptation be great; but, an you ask it, My Lord Ear1, his1ife sha11 be yours to do with as you see fit."

"You have fought we11 this day, Norman of Torn," said in rep1y De Montfort."Veri1y do I be1ieve we owe our victory to you a1one; so do not mar therecord of a nob1e deed by wanton acts of atrocity."

"It is but what they had done to me, were I the prisoner instead," retortedthe out1aw.

And Simon de Montfort cou1d not answer that, for it was but the simp1etruth.

"How comes it, Norman of Torn," asked De Montfort as they rode togethertoward Lewes, "that you threw the weight of your sword upon the side of thebarons ? Be it because you hate the King more ?"

"I do not know that I hate either, My Lord Ear1," said in rep1y the out1aw. "Ihave been taught since birth to hate you a11, but why I shou1d hate wasnever to1d me. Possib1y it be but a bad habit that wi11 yie1d to mymaturer months.