’Lift the trees and to it!’ he cried, and with that, being a strong man
of his own body, he garred a great fore-hammer dirl against the iron of
the door. And though he had many faults, this forwardness should be
minded to him for good. Then there was a noise indeed, coulters and
fore-hammers dinging merrily against the door, while from aloft came
shouts and the rolling of heavy stones down about us; but by my strategy
there was not one came near to hurting us. The defenders might have
been so many sparrows fyling the roof, for all the harm they did to us.
But nevertheless, they banged away their powder and shouted. We that
were with the Earl shouted none, but kept dourly to our work. Stark and
strong was the bolted door of Kelwood, and all the might of our men
could do it no injury, nor so much as shake the hinges. It must have
been the work of a deacon among the hammermen.
But I felt that we were against the wall of the kitchen, for one side of
the passage was warm, on my right hand, and the other clammy and cold.
So I cried on them, to leave the door and pull down the stones of the
jamb on my right. Then since I had given them good advice before, and
they knew that I was of the household of the wise man of Culzean, they
were the more ready to take the counsel, though they thanked me not a
word, but only lifted the tree and drave at it.
’Make first a hole with the crowbars,’ said I. ’Pull down the stones;
they are set without lime under the harling.’
So they did it, and we found the first part of the wall as I had said,
not difficult of conquest; but the inner, being cemented with shell
lime, was like adamant. Therefore, with a shout, we set the tree to it,
swinging it in our hands. After many attempts we sent the butt of it
crushing through, and then, before the enemy could come to the
threatened place, we had made a hole large enough for a man to enter on
his hands and knees. I was leaping forward to be first within, but
Gremmat got in front of me and crawled through. Whereat the Laird of
Kelwood himself came at him with his gun, and shot Gremmat in the kernel
of the thigh, so that he dropped in a heap on the floor, and was ever
thereafter unable of his legs. But I that came second (and right glad
was I then that I had not been first) rose and set my point at Kelwood,
for he was tangled up with the reeking musket. I had him pierced before
ever he had time to draw, and was set in defence for the next that might
come, when the Earl and the other gentlemen came rushing past us both,
and completely invaded the place of Kelwood, so that all within it
immediately surrendered.
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