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Updated: June 8, 2025
If you touch a hair of him, I'll double-thong you within an inch of your life!" And assuredly he would have kept his word, had he not been made a prisoner and marched off to the guardroom.
And does your honor mean to hold this guardroom here against five thousand?" "I mean to obey my orders!" answered Brown. "And your orders are?" "My orders!" "Would they preclude the provision of another horse for me?" "There's a village about a mile away, down over yonder, where I think you'll find a decent horse along that road there."
"So this is Thomas Rover," said Captain Victor Putnam, with something like a twinkle in his clear eyes. "Rover, I have heard a rather serious report about you and your brother Richard." "What kind of a report, if I may ask, sir?" "Mr. Crabtree says you have been impudent to him, and that when he locked you in the guardroom for breaking the rules you attacked him and knocked him down."
Without waiting for an answer, he leapt from his horse, threw the reins to the marquis, and ran back to the gate, which was but thirty yards back. "A word with you, good man," he said, going straight into the guardroom. "Hullo!" the man said, getting up and following him in. "And who may you be, I should like to know, who makes so free?"
Formerly merely the gateway to the Castle, which had once reared its proud head upon the crest of the hill to the westward, it had but scant accommodation for a family one living room below, flanked on one side by the kitchen, and on the other by the vaulted chamber, once possibly a guardroom, but so bitterly cold and damp now that it was never used save for such purposes as had been witnessed there that evening.
The Commander, I have said, was gazing thoughtfully from the window of the guardroom. He may have been reviewing the events of the year now about to pass away. But, like the garrison at the Presidio, there was little to review; the year, like its predecessors, had been uneventful the days had slipped by in a delicious monotony of simple duties, unbroken by incident or interruption.
'After church there was an excellent gathering in the guardroom for prayer and Bible reading, when we refreshed our hearts with the thought of the glories of the ascended Saviour who is indeed "The Almighty"; and although in this singular meeting-place we have never before ventured to indulge in song, to-day we could not refrain from an exultant voicing of the Doxology.
Also, there stood alongside the pole a royal forest ranger in green, with a queer cockaded hat on his head, doing sentry duty. As we stopped to show him our permits, and to give him a ripe pear and a Cologne paper, half a dozen soldiers came tumbling out of the guardroom in the little customhouse, and ran up to beg from us, not pears, but papers.
So were those of the other men, who were clustered in the guardroom door. "What next, Sergeant? Hadn't we better be quick? Why not burn the place? That'd do instead o' buryin' the dead ones, and it'd give us a light to get away by. Might serve as a beacon, too. Might fetch assistance!" It was evident that panic had set in.
"A lamp and four men here!" ordered Brown, without waiting to let the horror of the sight sink in. "Take that poor chap down, and lay him in the guardroom beside the others. How? How should I know? Pull it out, or break it off I don't care which; don't leave him there, that's all."
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