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"
I
must
stick
to
the
point
,
"
he
said
,
shaking
his
head
;
"
and
that
's
a
pity
,
too
.
It
does
n't
set
my
genius
,
which
is
all
for
the
upper
guard
.
And
,
now
,
"
said
he
,
"
do
you
keep
on
charging
the
pistols
,
and
give
heed
to
me
.
"
I
told
him
I
would
listen
closely
.
My
chest
was
tight
,
my
mouth
dry
,
the
light
dark
to
my
eyes
;
the
thought
of
the
numbers
that
were
soon
to
leap
in
upon
us
kept
my
heart
in
a
flutter
:
and
the
sea
,
which
I
heard
washing
round
the
brig
,
and
where
I
thought
my
dead
body
would
be
cast
ere
morning
,
ran
in
my
mind
strangely
.
"
First
of
all
,
"
said
he
,
"
how
many
are
against
us
?
"
I
reckoned
them
up
;
and
such
was
the
hurry
of
my
mind
,
I
had
to
cast
the
numbers
twice
.
"
Fifteen
,
"
said
I.
Alan
whistled
.
"
Well
,
"
said
he
,
"
that
ca
n't
be
cured
.
And
now
follow
me
.
It
is
my
part
to
keep
this
door
,
where
I
look
for
the
main
battle
.
In
that
,
ye
have
no
hand
.
And
mind
and
dinnae
fire
to
this
side
unless
they
get
me
down
;
for
I
would
rather
have
ten
foes
in
front
of
me
than
one
friend
like
you
cracking
pistols
at
my
back
.
"
I
told
him
,
indeed
I
was
no
great
shot
.
"
And
that
's
very
bravely
said
,
"
he
cried
,
in
a
great
admiration
of
my
candour
.
"
There
's
many
a
pretty
gentleman
that
wouldnae
dare
to
say
it
"
"
But
then
,
sir
,
"
said
I
,
"
there
is
the
door
behind
you
,
which
they
may
perhaps
break
in
.
"
"
Ay
,
"
said
he
,
"
and
that
is
a
part
of
your
work
.
No
sooner
the
pistols
charged
,
than
ye
must
climb
up
into
yon
bed
where
ye
're
handy
at
the
window
;
and
if
they
lift
hand
against
the
door
,
ye
're
to
shoot
.
But
that
's
not
all
.
Let
's
make
a
bit
of
a
soldier
of
ye
,
David
.
What
else
have
ye
to
guard
?
"
