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 N the cold gray mist of earliest dawn, Gysbert crept silently through one of  the city gates. So changed was his appearance that his own sister would scarcely have known him, had she not assisted in effecting  his disguise, late the night before. His straight light hair had assumed a dark brown  color, and his fresh rosy complexion had  suddenly become as swarthy as any Spaniard’s. His Dutch blouse, cap and wooden sabots were exchanged for garments of a  more foreign cut, and in his hand he bore a  large bag of assorted herbs, both green and  dried.

Thanks to an almost daily study of the Spanish camp from his perch on Hengist Hill,  he had selected the most favorable quarter  for his egress through the enemies’