The Robber, A Tale.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
General
The Robber, A Tale.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 17th century -- Fiction
There was a sound like the clicking of a pistol-lock behind him, and
the man replied without the loss of a single moment, "It is the door to
the left. I tell you true, upon my word."
"I dare say you do," replied the other; "if you don't, so much the
worse for you. You will remain here till I come back; and you know what
will happen to you if you have made any mistake in this business.
Harvey, learn from him exactly the way to the room where the poor silly
man has been put. You and Hardcastle must undertake to set him free;
then join me with all speed at the point you know. You, Williams and
Erith, stay with this man and the horses; and if you should have such
reason to believe that he has told me a falsehood as to induce you to
leave the spot, give him a couple of ounces of lead in his head before
you go. You understand me. I know a word is sufficient with you."
"But, Captain," exclaimed the man whom he called Erith, "why should I
not go with you? Curse me if I like to be left here, holding the horses
like a groom. Why must not I go?"
"Because I appoint you to a post of trust and danger," answered his
leader; "there is more to be apprehended from without than from within;
judgment of what intelligence it may be necessary to give me, too, is
wanted, and, therefore, I choose you. But to end all in one word,
Erith," he added, seeing the other about to reply, "you must stay here,
because I direct you to do so; I, who never yet found you unwilling to
obey at once, in moments of action and peril!"
"That's the way you always come over me, Captain," replied his
companion; "however, I suppose I must do as you bid me, having stood by
your side in many a moment of life and death work."
"And always acted like a lion, where it was needful," answered his
leader, holding out to him his hand, which the other grasped eagerly.
"God bless you, Erith!" he added; "there is something tells me we shall
not be long together. If we part for the last time to-night, remember
that I love you, and that I think even now of the watch-fire of
Kaiser-lautern, when, wounded yourself, you brought cup after cup of
cold water to your wounded Captain's lips."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account