CHAPTER XXV. THE CAPITULATION OF ROCCALEONE 

In the sunshine of that bright May morning Francesco and his men went merrily to work to possess themselves of the ducal camp, and the first business of the day was to arm those soldiers who had come out unarmed. Of weapons there was no lack, and to these they helped themselves in liberal fashion, whilst here and there a man would pause to don a haubergeon or press a steel cap on his head. 

Three sentries only had been left to guard the tents, and of these Fortemani and a couple of his men had made prisoners whilst the others were removing the bridge by which the invaders had entered. And now beneath the open postern by the drawbridge gaped a surging torrent that no man would have the hardihood to attempt to swim. 

In that opening, presently, appeared Gian Maria, his face red for once, and behind him a clamouring crowd of men-at-arms who shared their master's rage at the manner in which they had been trapped. 

At the rear of the tents Valentina and her ladies awaited the issue of the parley that now seemed toward. The bulk of the men were busy at Gian Maria's cannons, and under Francesco's supervision they were training them upon the drawbridge. 

From the castle a mighty shout went up. The men disappeared from the postern to reappear a moment later on the ramparts, and Francesco laughed deep down in his throat as he perceived the purpose of this. They had bethought them of the guns that were mounted there, and were gone to use them against Valentina's little army. Gun after gun they tried, and a fierce cry of rage burst forth when they realised by what dummies they had been held in check during the past week. This was followed by a silence of some moments, terminated at last by the sound of a bugle. 
Was it a June evening?
What month was it?
Was it a sunny morning?
Who was on their way somewhere?
What was their assignment?
Were there enough weapons to go around?
How many sentries were left behind?
Why were they left?
Were they succesful?
Who got in the way?
Did someone take them captive?
Who?
Where were the others?
Why?
Who was in the opening?
Who was following him?
Were they happy to be there?
Who was in the back of the tent?
What were the men learning to use?
What ended the silence?
No
In the sunshine of that bright May morning 
May
In the sunshine of that bright May
Yes
In the sunshine of that bright May morning 
Francesco and his men
Francesco and his men went merrily to work
Arm the unarmed soldiers.
Francesco and his men went merrily to work to possess themselves of the ducal camp, and the first business of the day was to arm those soldiers who had come out unarmed.
Yes
. Of weapons there was no lack,
Three
Three sentries only had been left to guard the tents
To guard the tents
Three sentries only had been left to guard the tents, 
No
Three sentries only had been left to guard the tents, and of these Fortemani and a couple of his men had made prisoners whilst
unknown
unknown
Yes
and of these Fortemani and a couple of his men had made prisoners
Fortemani and a couple of his men
d of these Fortemani and a couple of his men had made prisoners
They were removing the bridge
the others were removing the bridge
That's how the invaders had entered.
the others were removing the bridge by which the invaders had entered. 
Gian Maria
In that opening, presently, appeared Gian Maria,
Several men-at-arms
and behind him a clamouring crowd of men-at-arms 
No
his face red for once, and behind him a clamouring crowd of men-at-arms who shared their master's rage at the manner in which they had been trapped. 

Valentina and her ladies
At the rear of the tents Valentina and her ladies awaited the issue of the parley that now seemed toward.
the cannons
The bulk of the men were busy at Gian Maria's cannons, and under Francesco's supervision they were training them upon the drawbridge. 
The sound of a bugle
This was followed by a silence of some moments, terminated at last by the sound of a bugle. 