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Updated: July 25, 2025
The scene was ghastly, as shown by two only of the candles, the rest having been knocked down in the struggle. "Hurt, Mark?" cried Sir Edward from the far end, where he stood sword in hand, supporting himself by the wall, and with his foot resting upon the burly body of Captain Purlrose. "Not much, father," panted the lad. "Bit of a cut." "How many escaped? I saw three make for the door."
For he knew that even if he could strike down two of the attacking party, they must succumb to the others, and they would have done no good. It was all plain enough. Purlrose must have gained the information that the mine people were away, and that Sir Edward would be almost without defenders, and, out of revenge for the previous night's attack, have seized the opportunity for a reprisal.
"I'm sure it does now, Master Mark, and what the thinks have made me see's this: if you and me had kept going on instead of sitting down, and eating and drinking till we went fas' asleep, we should have found ourselves in Ergles Hole, and if it hadn't been for the Purlrose gang, we might have worked back 'bove ground." "Why, Dummy! I don't know yes, if it's that way goes for miles.
You rich, and with everything comfortable, while I am poor, and unrewarded for all my labour and risk by an ungrateful Scot." "Don't insult your sovereign, sir!" cried Sir Morton. "Oh, this is hard this is hard." "Look here, Michael Purlrose, if you had been an officer and a gentleman in distress, I would have helped you."
"I shan't tell Master Mark," said the boy to the pony, as he took off bridle and saddle; "and you can't, Ugly; and she won't neither, so nobody'll never know." Captain Purlrose and his merry men had found a place just to their liking, where they lived like pigs in a hole of the earth, and as voraciously.
I wouldn't give much for his chance. Shall I tell her?" "No!" cried Ralph. "Not a soul. Everything must be done in secret, and the rascals up at Ergles taken by surprise." "You trust me, Master Ralph," said the man; "and when Master Captain Purlrose finds who's come, he will be surprised. We'll hang him for a scarecrow at once, of course?"
"Will they come back, father, at night?" said Ralph, after uttering a sigh of relief. "No, my boy; I judge the men by their leader. Michael Purlrose always had a wholesome love of keeping his skin sound; his men have, without doubt, the same. He will execute his threat, though, of going to Eden's." "And if Sir Edward takes them into his service, it will be awkward for us, father."
"Yes; but hush! Purlrose and his men are they near?" "Too far to hear us speak; but hide your lights. Now tell me, are you one of those who attacked these wretches?" "Yes; and we have reached you at last." "Ah!" sighed the prisoner. "It was time it was time. I don't know your voice; I could not see your face; but if you know, tell me, for mercy's sake my poor boy was he killed?" "No.
Who talks to Captain Purlrose, his Highness's trusted soldier, about dare?" and he put on a tremendously fierce look, blew out his cheeks, drew his brows over his eyes, and slapped his sword-hilt heavily, as if to keep it in its sheath, for fear it should leap out and kill the lad, adding, directly after, in a hoarse whisper: "Lie still, good sword, lie still."
Why, I shan't never dare to come past Ergles now in the dark." "Why?" "'Cause old Purlrose and his men'll come popping out to haunt me for getting 'em killed. I shall never like to come by there again."
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