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At that instant three shots, fired in rapid succession, rang out. "Down on your faces!" called the older of the armed men with the motor party. "Not necessary," spoke Tom, dryly. "The shots were fired by Jim Ferrers's army." "And I missed the pesky critter, too!" spoke Jim's voice, resentfully, as he showed his head over the edge of the cliff, where three puffs of smoke slowly ascended.
Made myself fine with Captain Ferrers's lace band, being lothe to wear my own new scallop, it is so fine; and, after the barber had done with us, to church, where I saw most of the gentry of the parish; among others, Mrs. Hanbury, a proper lady, and Mr. Bernard and his Lady, with her father, my late Lord St. John, who looks now like a very plain grave man. Mr.
His saddle horse, ready for action, stood tied to a tree near by. Gage leaped into his saddle after he had freed the horse. "Boss, he's going after Ferrers, to do him harm on the road," hoarsely whispered one of Tom's new miners. "Are you going to let the scoundrel start?" "Yes," nodded Tom coolly, "at Ferrers's special request. He didn't want Gage stopped from trying to overtake him."
Are you in training? No! Not yet. Right. Come up to tea to-morrow. Good-night." And thus began a friendship that was the most permanent in Gordon's school career. Every Friday he used to climb up the hill past Rogers's house, and step out down the white London road to Ferrers's cosy little home. Over a cup of tea he read an essay. Ferrers would lie back listening, and then discuss it with him.
They won't shoot unless they're driven to it." Jim Ferrers turned and walked with the boys. Fifteen seconds later a rifle cracked out behind them, the bullet striking the dirt well to the left of Tom's party. "It's a bluff, Jim, and " began Reade. Crack! spoke Ferrers's ride. "I knocked Gage's hat off," said the guide dryly. "Now, if he fires again, it'll show that he's looking for trouble."
By evening of the following day, when Jim and his companion returned with the wagon-load of provisions, another day's work had been done in the mine. "Any color today?" was Ferrers's first question. "No signs of gold," sighed Harry. "I heard a new one over at Dugout City," Jim remarked carelessly. "Heard a new one?" echoed Tom. "What was it?" "A baby," Jim answered dryly.
Dunlop, gently, "that our newly-found young friends have just sent for other men." Tom smiled grimly as he thought of Jim Ferrers's "crowd" -consisting of poor, frighten little Alf with the cigarette-stained fingers. "At any cost or risk, sir," Tom went on, after a moment, "you must get the women and the child away from here. But -why, where is the child?" There was an instant of dismay.
"If you don't drive too fast you'll give us a chance to reach our camp in time to welcome you." "You start now, and we'll start within ten minutes," proposed Mr. Dunlop. This being agreed to, Tom, Harry and Ferrers began the task of climbing the cliff path. At last they reached the top, then started at long strides toward camp, Ferrers's horse having been surrendered by Harry to Dave Hill.
More than that, I've heard strange noises at night, and seen strange faces in the alley over yer. And only jist now ez I kem in I ketched sight of a furrin lookin' Chinee nigger slinking round the back door of what useter be Ferrers's loft." "Did he look like a sailor?" asked Renshaw quickly, with a return of his former suspicion.
Still, you fought well.... Third line of defence ad triarios.... I remember a bit of my classics." Gordon was borne out on the stream past the matron's room to the end of the passage, and the rest of Ferrers's speech was lost. From this day the Stoics underwent a complete change. The whole nature of the society was altered.
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