Though perfectly concealed, he was almost afraid to breathe, lest he
might be heard by the people passing. They had been too far off when
first seen to enable him to ascertain who they were, and he dared not
look through the hedge, lest they should perceive him. His heart beat
quickly as he heard their footsteps approaching; he felt like a criminal
escaping from justice. Though constitutionally brave, the consciousness
that he had acted wrongly in many respects made him a coward. The men
were only, as far as he could judge, labourers returning home after
their day's work. He heard them talking of the attempted run of
contraband goods, the capture of the _Nancy_ and her crew, as well as of
the number of people assisting in the landing who had been taken.
"It will go hard with some of them," observed one of the speakers;
"they'll bring it in `murder,' maybe, as two of the king's officers were
killed, if they can prove who fired the shots. Whether of not, Botany
Bay is the best they can expect, and many a year before they can see
their wives and families again."
"A reward is offered for catching the chaps who escaped," said another.
What more was said Dick could not hear; he was thankful that he had not
been seen by the men, or they would probably have detained him for the
sake of the reward. He waited until they had got some distance, and
then, creeping along the hedge, he again got into the lane, and ran on
as before, looking out ahead so that he might not come suddenly on any
other persons. Hungry and tired, he at length got close to Keyhaven.
To pass through the village without being seen would be difficult. He
heard voices, as if people were still about, and lights shone in the
windows of the cottages in sight. Had he not been so hungry, he would
have again hidden under a hedge until later in the evening; but eager to
obtain something to eat, he hurried on, hoping by good chance to reach
Susan's cottage without being observed. He was passing the Rodney's
Head, when several persons issued from the door.
"Hullo! make that fellow heave to, and see who he is," said a voice; and
two men came rushing after him.
The words made Dick start off as fast as his legs would carry him. The
men, however, followed. He might still, he hoped, escape, and reach
Susan's cottage. It was before him, but should he be seen to enter, it
would afford him no shelter. If he could get round it, however, he
might double back, making his way along on the other side of the
village. He was unusually weak from long fasting, and found his
strength failing him. His foot struck against a piece of an anchor fast
in the ground, and down he fell. Before he could rise his pursuers were
upon him.
"You made a good run for it, my lad, but you are caught
notwithstanding," said one of the men. "No use in kicking up a shindy,
so come along with us and make the best of it, as many another lad has
done."
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