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Updated: June 3, 2025
One day I lay in a cart-shed with a cracked skull, and saw two hosts manoeuvre and fight a good hour on eight feet square, the which I did fairly describe to my comrade in due order, only not so gorgeously as thou, for want of book learning. "What, then, you believe me not? when I tell you the arrows whizzed over my head, and the combatants shouted, and "
Anon, too, it began to shower; and it was only after various leaps and scramblings that we made our way to a large farm-house, and took shelter under a cart-shed.
He had lost his nerve for new ventures. But Miss Henderson had made things easy. She had struck him as considerate and sensible a "good sort." He would do his best for her. Rachel Henderson, left to herself, did not immediately re-enter the house. She went with a face on which the cloud still rested to look at the well which was to be found under the cart-shed, at the eastern end of the house.
Anon, too, it began to shower; and it was only after various leaps and scramblings that we made our way to a large farm-house, and took shelter under a cart-shed.
Overhead its point of emergence was curtained by a network of roots pushed out by the trees above and sprawling over the lip in helpless search for soil. 'Lizabeth's lantern threw a flare of yellow on these and on the bubbling water as she filled her kettle. She was turning to go when a sound arrested her. It was the sound of a suppressed sob, and seemed to issue from the cart-shed.
It abutted at one end on the cart-shed, and between it and the line of cow-sheds was the gate into the farmyard. Miss Henderson stepped up to the house and looked at it. "It is a poor place!" she said discontentedly; "and those men don't seem to have done much to it yet." Hastings admitted it. But they had done a little, he said, shamefacedly, and he unlocked the door.
Didn't he know the old story of how Watson was tracked down to the cart-shed? Dempsey laughed again. "Well, it's curious, grant ye. It's real funny! But where are you going to get blood without a body? And if a thing's a body, it isn't a ghost!" The two old men were silent. Halsey was lost in a hopeless confusion of ideas, and Betts was determined not to give his pal away.
Then he crept down to the farm wall, and round the corner of it to that outer cart-shed, where he had bound up his bleeding hand on the night when Halsey silly ass! had seen the ghost. He did not dare to smoke lest spark or smell might betray him.
The muscular hand on his shoulder being reinforced by another, which clutched his collar, dragged him back, stumbling ignominiously through the gooseberry bushes towards the cart-shed. Betty lying upon her bed of hay heard the scuffling, mingled with raging and gasping curses.
The hundred and nine muskets left in the cart-shed were also distributed to volunteers, thereby bringing up the number of men armed by the reactionary party to one hundred and fifty; the remaining one hundred and fifty guards consisted of well-affected citizens and some of Sicardot's soldiers.
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