The Campbells help up torches, hastily lit form fires inside the house. The flickering fire gleamed on the coat of the animal. The horse whinnied sharply in fear as the fire came near. Conn saw a blade glitter as the Campbell men searched for thieves. He was trapped! The Campbells were between himself and freedom. Felling for his sword, he rushed into the midst of them. He waved it wildly, all elbows. Then something made him calm down, and remember those lessons he had watched form halfway up the Black Hill.