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Chapter 50

           Runstraighttotheroomwherethelightis.Breakdownthedoor!’

           Strokes,thickandheavy,rattleduponthedoorandlowerwindow-shuttersasheceasedtospeak,andaloudhuzzahburstfromthecrowd;givingthelistener,forthefirsttime,someadequateideaofitsimmenseextent.

           ‘OpenthedoorofsomeplacewhereIcanlockthisscreechingHell-babe,’criedSikesfiercely;runningtoandfro,anddraggingtheboy,now,aseasilyasifhewereanemptysack.‘Thatdoor.Quick!’Heflunghimin,boltedit,andturnedthekey.‘Isthedownstairsdoorfast?’

           ‘Double-lockedandchained,’repliedCrackit,who,withtheothertwomen,stillremainedquitehelplessandbewildered.

           ‘Thepanelsaretheystrong?’

           ‘Linedwithsheet-iron.

           ‘Andthewindowstoo?’

           ‘Yes,andthewindows.

           ‘Damnyou!’criedthedesperateruffian,throwingupthesashandmenacingthecrowd.‘Doyourworst!I’llcheatyouyet!’

           Ofalltheterrificyellsthateverfellonmortalears,nonecouldexceedthecryoftheinfuriatedthrong.Someshoutedtothosewhowerenearesttosetthehouseonfire;othersroaredtotheofficerstoshoothimdead.Amongthemall,noneshowedsuchfuryasthemanonhorseback,who,throwinghimselfoutofthesaddle,andburstingthroughthecrowdasifhewerepartingwater,cried,beneaththewindow,inavoicethatroseaboveallothers,‘Twentyguineastothemanwhobringsaladder!’

           Thenearestvoicestookupthecry,andhundredsechoedit.

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