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And in his anger, two lives were sorely endangered. Sebastian and Theodora were both menaced aye, both. Harkaway could only believe that they had been fooling him, and that he had been trapped there with a view to further treachery. His rage, in consequence, knew no bounds. But we must now follow the two brave boys. "Back we go, or we shall be captured," said Harry Girdwood.
"Serve him right, too, Joe," said Harry Girdwood. "No, no, young gentlemen," said Joe, "I ain't done that, or else I should be quite happy that's just it because I wanted his honour's permission." "What?" "To give him a good licking," urged Joe Basalt; "you see, I couldn't well do it without, as it's the stowaway." The interest of the whole of the company redoubled at this.
"Thank goodness he's gone!" said young Jack, who was all impatience to see what Harry was to do next. Harry Girdwood watched until the door was fairly closed, and then turned again to the hole in the wall. "Come along. Follow me, Jack." "Trot on," said young Harkaway. "I'm after you." They both scrambled through the hole, and when they were upon the other side, they replaced the stone.
"No," added Harry Girdwood; "they must see how Englishmen can face death." And then, led by the girl who had, to her sorrow, brought them to this dire pass, they came to the spot where the tragedy was to take place. Lirico, the traitor, was already pinioned, and he stood with his eyes bandaged upon the edge of the grave which was shortly to receive his lifeless body.
Jeanie and Marion Sapples, the washerwoman, with a pickle tea and sugar tied in the corners of a napkin, and two measured glasses of whisky in an old doctor's bottle, had been sent with the foul clothes the night before to the washing-house, and by break of day they were up and at their work; nothing particular, as Marion said, was observed about Jeanie till after they had taken their breakfast, when, in spreading out the clothes on the green, some of the ne'er-do-weel young clerks of the town were seen gaffawing and haverelling with Jeanie, the consequence of which was, that all the rest of the day she was light-headed; indeed, as Mrs Girdwood told me herself, when Jeanie came in from the green for Marion's dinner, she couldna help remarking to her goodman, that there was something fey about the lassie, or, to use her own words, there was a storm in her tail, light where it might.
As it happened, they did the very best thing to do under the circumstances. They kept their boat before the wind, and by vigorous rowing, they contrived to drive along at a rate which was literally tremendous. And so on they scudded for about ten miles, when the wind dropped a little, and the pace began to tell upon them both. "Keep her off shore, Jack," cried Harry Girdwood. "Right."
An unearthly chorus, sounding like the discordant laughter of invisible fiends greeted his retreat, and he never stopped until he had got home, panting and gasping for breath. As soon as he was out of the room Harry Girdwood locked the door. "Come forth, my merry devils!" he shouted. "Old Mole's gone." The curtain was drawn back, and in came Dick Harvey and Jack Harkaway, carrying lights.
"Jack," said Harry Girdwood, when recovered from the first shock, "we are done for." "No mistake about that," returned young Jack, gloomily. "Well, well, it is no fault of ours; that is some consolation." "A precious poor consolation, since here we are." "Yes." Here they were interrupted by their captors. "Move on!"
"That's very well," said Harkaway, "but where can you get one in these parts?" "That's it," chimed in Harvey; "as Mrs. Glasse says, first catch your hair, eh, Mr. Mole?" Mole winced. "It's not always easy to catch it, is it, Mr. Mole?" said Harry Girdwood, slyly. "Not if it flies too high," said young Jack. This chaff goaded poor old Mole to fury, coming as it did from the boys.
General Shea reported that the wire in front of him was cut before noon, but General Girdwood was not certain that the wire was sufficiently broken on the 74th Division's front, though he intimated to the Corps Commander that he was ready to attack at the same time as the 60th. It still continued a windless day, and the dust clouds prevented any observation of the wire entanglements.
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