The Prisoner of the Mill; or, Captain Hayward's "Body Guard" — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
The Prisoner of the Mill; or, Captain Hayward's "Body Guard"
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“Are you mad? You _dare_ not do it!” yelled Walker, as he foamed with
rage. But the soldiers promptly obeyed the command, and Walker was taken
from the tent.
“This indignity shall be avenged!” but he was carried quickly forward,
and the guard-room door soon closed upon him.
“You will be at liberty, upon your parole of honor, until to-morrow at
four o’clock, Lieutenant Wells.”
The officers shook hands and separated.
CHAPTER VI.
_The Gunpowder Plot and the Conspirator._
_The Mystery Unfolding._
JUST as the fading twilight was yielding to darkness, and before
Lieutenant Wells had been removed from his cell by request of Alibamo, a
scene occurred to which we must revert.
The room in which Wells was placed was in the wing of a log-house, just
in the rear of the brick school-house to which we have alluded. Two
doors led from this apartment, one opening into the garden, the other
into the main building. This latter door had been firmly secured. Near
that opening into the garden, was a small window, the only one in the
apartment. As the guard was stationed at the door, escape from the room
was impossible. Surrounding this garden were a number of hedges running
in various directions, some of them forming the street fence, while
others ornamented the winding gravel walks.
As soon as it was quite dark, a person closely enveloped and disguised,
emerged from among the tents, and passed cautiously along in the still
intenser darkness of the hedge shadow. Ever and anon he would pause and
listen. Finally he reached the further hedge, remote from the camp. He
paused a moment, and then gave a low and peculiar whistle. It was
immediately answered, and two men joined the first comer.
“Are you ready?”
“No!” was the answer.
“And why not?”
“Because we have not received our pay.”
“Is that the _only_ reason?”
“The only reason after you have given us full instructions.”
“Where is your powder?”
“In the upper part of the garden, under the hedge. We have secured eight
twelve pound shells which we took from that battery over yonder. Powder
enough to blow a mountain to the devil.”
“Well, here is a hundred apiece. When the job is done, you will find as
much more in the hollow log that I pointed out last night. Be careful
and make sure work!”
“Well, your instructions!”
“You will follow the outer hedge. Creep along with great caution, and
make no noise. There will be no danger, as the guard are not on the
north side of the camp. When you reach the log-building in the rear of
the brick school-house, you will observe a small wing, or addition,
extending to the rear. At the back of this wing you will find an
excavation under the house sufficiently large for your shells. Place
them in it, lay your train, and then apply the torch. But you must do
this with great caution, as a guard is stationed upon the opposite
side.”