United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
"Beyond speaking now and then to make threats as to what will surely
come to us in the future, he has behaved himself," and Saul stood erect,
stretching his limbs to throw off the cramp which had come upon him. "I
have given him to understand thoroughly well how necessary it is we hold
him prisoner, and to what lengths we are ready to go, therefore I
believe he realizes that it would be taking his life in his hands if he
made any attempt at giving us the slip."
Then Saul would have asked concerning what we had been doing during the
day, and how we counted on making our way to the cabin, but I silenced
him, promising that he should hear of all our movements when it should
be possible for us to hold converse without danger of betraying
ourselves.
Once more little Frenchie took upon himself the command of the party by
literally dragging Horry out from the casks, and saying to me when the
lad was on his feet beside us:
"Help me thrust this in his mouth, for it is not safe to take him
through the streets without being gagged."
To my surprise I found that this little French lad had, without
acquainting me with his purpose, made ready for the venture, thus again
proving his right to act as our captain.
He had at some time while in old Mary's cabin made ready a gag of wood
covered with strips torn from a blanket, and this, much against Horry
Sims's will, we thrust into the fellow's mouth, tying it securely; but
promising that if he followed at his best pace and without making an
attempt to get away, he should soon be relieved from what must have been
in the highest degree painful.
Then we began again to make our way over the rubbish, this time with
greater noise than when Pierre and I had entered, because we could not
direct the young Tory's footsteps as cautiously as our own, and more
than once before we had come to the door did we dislodge a bit of timber
or a fragment of wood, causing such a disturbance as must have been
heard by any who might have been within an hundred paces of the shed.
At each time such a thing occurred we halted, silent and motionless,
striving to learn whether any of the enemy had been aroused by the
noise, and, hearing nothing that betokened danger, kept on until another
mis-step forced us to a halt once more. Thus we continued, traversing a
distance of no more than fifteen or eighteen feet, but which seemed to
me a full mile, until we were come to the door and had crept out into
the darkness, when I breathed a fervent prayer of thanksgiving, for
surely it seemed as if we had already overcome the greater portion of
the difficulties that lay in our way.
Saul and Pierre were leading the Tory cur, one on either side of him,
and I set off in advance as if believing I was the only lad of the three
who could pilot us in safety.
[Illustration: "WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST WARNING I FOUND MYSELF IN THE
CLUTCHES OF A MAN."]
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