'And so we found it, but in the end De Aquila was right.

'A little later in the year, armed men rode over the hill, the Golden
Horseshoes flying behind the King's banner. Said De Aquila, at the
window of our chamber: "How did I tell you? Here comes Fulke himself to
spy out his new lands which our King hath promised him if he can bring
proof of my treason."

'"How dost thou know?" said Hugh.

'"Because that is what I would do if I were Fulke, but _I_ should have
brought more men. My roan horse to your old shoes," said he, "Fulke
brings me the King's Summons to leave Pevensey and join the war." He
sucked in his cheeks and drummed on the edge of the shaft, where the
water sounded all hollow.

'"Shall we go?" said I.

'"Go! At this time of year? Stark madness," said he. "Take _me_ from
Pevensey to fisk and flyte through fern and forest, and in three days
Robert's keels would be lying on Pevensey mud with ten thousand men! Who
would stop them--Fulke?"

'The horns blew without, and anon Fulke cried the King's Summons at the
great door, that De Aquila with all men and horse should join the King's
camp at Salisbury.

'"How did I tell you?" said De Aquila. "There are twenty Barons 'twixt
here and Salisbury could give King Henry good land service, but he has
been worked upon by Fulke to send South and call me--_me_!--off the Gate