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He
heard
their
screams
,
and
,
hurrying
round
the
corner
,
saw
a
couple
of
men
struggling
to
drag
them
out
of
the
little
pony-chaise
in
which
they
had
been
driving
,
while
a
third
with
difficulty
held
the
frightened
pony
's
head
.
One
of
the
ladies
,
a
short
woman
dressed
in
white
,
was
simply
screaming
;
the
other
,
a
dark
,
slender
figure
,
slashed
at
the
man
who
gripped
her
arm
with
a
whip
she
held
in
her
disengaged
hand
.
My
brother
immediately
grasped
the
situation
,
shouted
,
and
hurried
towards
the
struggle
.
One
of
the
men
desisted
and
turned
towards
him
,
and
my
brother
,
realising
from
his
antagonist
's
face
that
a
fight
was
unavoidable
,
and
being
an
expert
boxer
,
went
into
him
forthwith
and
sent
him
down
against
the
wheel
of
the
chaise
.
It
was
no
time
for
pugilistic
chivalry
and
my
brother
laid
him
quiet
with
a
kick
,
and
gripped
the
collar
of
the
man
who
pulled
at
the
slender
lady
's
arm
.
He
heard
the
clatter
of
hoofs
,
the
whip
stung
across
his
face
,
a
third
antagonist
struck
him
between
the
eyes
,
and
the
man
he
held
wrenched
himself
free
and
made
off
down
the
lane
in
the
direction
from
which
he
had
come
.
Partly
stunned
,
he
found
himself
facing
the
man
who
had
held
the
horse
's
head
,
and
became
aware
of
the
chaise
receding
from
him
down
the
lane
,
swaying
from
side
to
side
,
and
with
the
women
in
it
looking
back
.
The
man
before
him
,
a
burly
rough
,
tried
to
close
,
and
he
stopped
him
with
a
blow
in
the
face
.
Then
,
realising
that
he
was
deserted
,
he
dodged
round
and
made
off
down
the
lane
after
the
chaise
,
with
the
sturdy
man
close
behind
him
,
and
the
fugitive
,
who
had
turned
now
,
following
remotely
.
Suddenly
he
stumbled
and
fell
;
his
immediate
pursuer
went
headlong
,
and
he
rose
to
his
feet
to
find
himself
with
a
couple
of
antagonists
again
.
He
would
have
had
little
chance
against
them
had
not
the
slender
lady
very
pluckily
pulled
up
and
returned
to
his
help
.
It
seems
she
had
had
a
revolver
all
this
time
,
but
it
had
been
under
the
seat
when
she
and
her
companion
were
attacked
.
She
fired
at
six
yards
'
distance
,
narrowly
missing
my
brother
.
The
less
courageous
of
the
robbers
made
off
,
and
his
companion
followed
him
,
cursing
his
cowardice
.
They
both
stopped
in
sight
down
the
lane
,
where
the
third
man
lay
insensible
.
"
Take
this
!
"
said
the
slender
lady
,
and
she
gave
my
brother
her
revolver
.
"
Go
back
to
the
chaise
,
"
said
my
brother
,
wiping
the
blood
from
his
split
lip
.
She
turned
without
a
word
--
they
were
both
panting
--
and
they
went
back
to
where
the
lady
in
white
struggled
to
hold
back
the
frightened
pony
.
The
robbers
had
evidently
had
enough
of
it
.
When
my
brother
looked
again
they
were
retreating
.
