“I was sitting outside this here room with the door on the jaroutside I was, cos I couldnt bear the sight of that schoolmasters face. I think youll own yourself, sir, that it wasnt just exactly wot you might call a pleasant evening face especially, a-battered about as it was. Poor Bill Spiker and Morgan Walters here was asleep downstairs, for wed agreed that I should stand first watch. 203 Well, the boys had brought us over our allowance of rum from the barn, and wed all had a dro...p, though I kept most of mine to the end of my watch, thinking to use it for a nightcap, as twere, but the little drop I did get was making me feel very drowsy, and I began to think the next hour would never go, when I could wake up Bill Spiker. Presently I hears a noise of galloping horses. I goes to the window on the stairs there, and looks out. Right along the road I could see those same riders with lit-up faces wot Id seed the night before last. I know it was them, cos I could see their faces, you understand, when quite sudden I was seized from behind and pulled over backwards down the stairs.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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