'Perhaps the committee will turn on us--have us arrested,' put in
another. 'An' hanged for neglectin' to fulfil orders,' said a third,
whom I had not before heard speaking. The strife and difference grew,
until many high, hot words were being spoken.
'Twasn't my fault that he escaped,' said one. 'Twas,' roared another.
'You was nearest to him.'
Then the lie was passed; and a moment later nothing but the violent
intervention of 'the Colonel' could have prevented both blows and shots.
Finally a halt was decided upon. It was agreed that I was to be kept a
prisoner: that two of the party were to convey me to the village and
hand me over to the proper authorities, while 'the Colonel' boldly
declared that he, in order to simplify matters, would inform the
committee that the spy Hale had been hanged according to instructions.
As I afterwards plodded on through the darkness with the tramp, tramp,
of my two guards sounding in my ears behind me, I wondered that twelve
men who had been reared in the King's Province of Massachusetts could
have consented to such a lying proposal without protest.
After a journey that seemed doubly long owing to my hunger and
weariness, we came to the village, and I was immediately handed over to
an official. Though it was very dark, he put a heavy bandage over my
eyes; then, with the men who had brought me following, I was led by a
very rough path through a field, and across a brook. But I said
nothing. It was not a time for words.
Finally we came to a stand. I could hear the sound as of heavy timbers
being removed and thrown down. Then there was the noise of the sliding
back of a door. In a few moments I was led into what seemed to be the
mouth of a cave. The air was damp, and I detected at once a close,
unpleasant odour.
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