“It’s on in earnest now!” said Freeman grimly, and turned his pistol
again at the window on the right.
“Come on--we’ll hold the upper floor!” Sonya cried to Drexel and sprang
up the stairway.
They rushed into Ivan’s room, whence the crash had come. The end of a
ladder stuck through the demolished window and scrambling up it was a
gendarme. Drexel fired; the man fell, and none was so bold as to spring
to his deadly place upon the ladder.
The crashing at the downstairs door sounded louder. They rushed back to
the stairway. The door was almost down.
“We can hold this floor but a moment longer!” shouted Freeman.
“Come up here, then!” called Drexel. “The stairway’s easier to defend!”
He sprang into a bedroom and dragged out a chest of drawers, which
he placed at the head of the stairs as a barricade, and this Sonya
reinforced with a mattress which she dragged after him.
Crash! Crash! went the battering-ram.
“Come up!” shouted Drexel.
The landlord plunged up the stairway and over the barricade. But
Freeman crouched before the door, like a panther ready for the spring.
Crash! The splintered door flew from its hinges.
“There’s nothing left but a dash for life!” Freeman cried up to them,
and the dare-devil sprang over the door and straight out among the
gendarmes.
“Don’t kill him--we want his secrets!” roared the captain.
There was the sound of a whirlwind scuffle without, which testified to
the terrorist’s desperate strength. But it quickly ceased. “Handcuff
him!” the captain ordered. “Now in after the others!”
The three crouched down and their pistols looked blackly over the
barricade. There was a wild rush of gendarmes through the door and up
the stairway. The three pistols spoke as one. Two men fell. But the
gendarmes rushed on up, firing as they came; their bullets thudded into
the barricade and the walls behind the defenders. Bang--bang--bang went
the three pistols. The gendarmes faltered before the deadly fire, then
fell back.
“Up after them!” roared the captain, himself safely without, and poured
on his men dynamic curses and more dynamic threats.
Their evil faces gleaming, the gendarmes charged again. The three met
them with a rapid fire, the pistols’ flame and smoke almost in the
gendarmes’ faces. But they surged on up. Two fell dead against the
breastworks. A huge, ferocious fellow following stepped upon their
bodies and vaulted the barricade. He died in mid air. But he had
given death for death, and fell upon the landlord’s body.
[Illustration: _A huge, ferocious fellow vaulted the barricade. He died
in mid air_]
But Sonya and Drexel had not time to glance at the dead.
Bang--bang--bang went their pistols; and before this fierce, protected
fire the gendarmes again turned and fled pell-mell from the house.
The captain first cursed his men, then his voice raged in through
the open door: “We’ll have you out of there in five minutes!” And to
his men he said: “When they come out, seize the woman and kill the
foreigner.”
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