A youthful argument turns tragic. A single blow lands wrong. And suddenly Master Revyngton is running for his life through the medieval streets of Winchester, the authorities close behind, the charge hanging over his head: murder. What begins as a boyish quarrel becomes a desperate flight from justice, as Revyngton must navigate a city that has become his prison and a countryside full of men who would return him to the gallows. Friends Nicholas Hobbes and Dick Ford stand by him, proving that loyalty among common folk can be just as fierce as any noble's honor in this breathless Edwardian adventure. Westerman, writing in 1911, understands exactly what makes a boy's own adventure sing: narrow streets that hide secrets, pursuers who never quite give up, and a protagonist forced to grow up faster than any young man should. The Winchester of this novel crackles with danger and atmosphere, a place where a wrong turn means capture and trust is the rarest currency of all. For readers who crave historical adventure where the stakes are life and death, where the hero is neither knight nor noble but simply a boy in terrible trouble, this century-old tale still delivers the rush of a desperate escape.
