We were their equal in numbers, whatever their mission might be, and we waited calmly where we were, to watch. The bulk of them stood back from the pin-fold wall, and three of them came forward and put arms upon the topmost divots, so that they could look in and see the watchers gathered round the fire. "Co tha'n sud's an uchd air a bhuaile?"
"Thar has been a black wolf in the pin-fold, alias, as they used to say at the court-house, Captain Ralph Stackpole; and the end of it is, war I never to tell another truth in my life, that your blooded brown horse has absquatulated!" "Absquatulated!" echoed Forrester, amazed as much at the word as at the fierce visage of his friend, "what is that? Is the horse hurt?"