Rooksby came to a sudden halt , and began furiously to switch his corded legs . Curse Carlos , and his Castro , too . They'll have me in jail betwixt them . They're both in my red barn , if you want their direction .
Everything grew silent again and I began to think I had missed my time . Down below in the plain , a great way off , a dog was barking continuously . I moved forward a few paces and whistled . The glow of adventure began to die away .
My captor began to fumble in his pocket , pulled out a paper , and bent down into the light . Suddenly he paused and looked up at me . “ This ain't Mr. Lillywhite , I don't believe this ain't a Jack Spaniard .
The runners began to consult . The shadow called Thoms was for bolting across country ; but Lillywhite was not built for speed . Besides he did not know the lie of the land , and believed the Free Traders were mere bogeys .
He began to make a set speech , anathematizing runners . He moved to tie our feet , and hang us by our finger - nails over the quarry edge . A hubbub of assent and dissent went up ; then the crowd became unanimous .
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