... red barn , with the runners in full cry after them . " Think of it , ” Rooksby said , "
and me a justice , and oh , it drives me wild , this hole - and - corner work !
There's a filthy muddle with the Free Traders a whistle to blow after dark at the
A continuous scuffling went on ; an imperious voice cried , “ Hold your tongues ,
you fools ! Hold your tongues ! Someone else called : “ Hear to Jack Rangsley .
Hear to him ! ” There was a silence . I saw a hand light a torch at the lanthorn ,
Blindfold ' em , lads , " he cried , and turned me sharply round . Don't struggle , ”
he whispered in my ear ; his silk handkerchief came cool across my eyelids . I felt
hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . “ You're all right , ” he said ...
A pretty bad one for those catchpolls . Hear ' em groan . The drop's not two feet . ”
We made a few paces down the road ; the pitiful voices of the runners crying for
help came plainly to my ears . " You — they - aren't murdering them ? ” I asked .
It was he who had cried the watchword , “ Snuff and enough , and who had held
the whispered consultation . Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding - place ,
having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture .
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