"There's summot i' that," said Soldier Jack; "anyway we mustn't stop shivering here. Yo' mun keep 'em movin, General. There's nowt men hate worse nor waiting i' th' dark. They get fleyed at their own shadders, an' start at their own thowts. Push us forward, George, an' let us get to close quarters, for every minute wasted now means a deserter." "Right yo' are, Soldier. Aw've noticed more nor one slinking off; but aw thowt it best to say nowt," said Thorpe. "Then forward, men! Th' Leeds lot will be here in time for th' shouting. All the more glory will be ours. Now forward and no more lagging." We moved on again, turning sharply down a lane that led from the Moor towards the mill. We could see the buildings now, the mill itself, four stories high, with smaller buildings, the dyehouse, drying stove and such like, clustering near it. A brook ran rippling over rounded pebbles to the dam and from the goit to the great water-wheel. We could hear the water of the beck babbling when we started, but its murmur was lost in the thud of our feet as we closed on the mill. Not a light was to be seen. The moon shone at moments on the windows, but no ray came from within. But smoke came in a thin stream from the long chimney, and showed that the boiler fire was banked up ready for Monday's work. Now we neared with quickened steps to the mill-yard, and out into the night came from within the fierce baying of the watch-dog. It hadn't bayed two minutes when a single light shone out from the counting house, and we could see it move from window to window, and other lights glowed now from other portions of the mill. The watchers within had heard the faithful hound, and were doubtless speeding to their post's and standing, to their arms. "Rush for the gate, hatchets to the front!" shouted George. A band of men with hatchets sprang forward, and began to ply their weapons at the gates. "Musket men line up," came the sharp command. "Give them a volley at the windows. Now, lads, spread yourselves. Cover the windows. Bullets and stones, mi lads, let 'em have it." I caught sight of Booth. I seized the arm as he was hurrying past me. "Stand by me, John; stand by me and 'Siah. Dunnot leave our side, as yo' love yo'r sister." "My place is elsewhere, Ben." "Stand by me, aw tell yo. 'Siah, be with me. See! the outer door gives. They're in, they're in! Now 'Siah! follow me. Come, John."