Part 55 (1/2)

Dummy trotted forward, and they heard a growl from beyond the wall, as the miner thrust the point of his pike into the end of the torch, and then reached out toward the fuse, but only succeeded in getting it half-way before it was knocked off the point of his weapon.

”Ah, deal o' good that's done,” growled Dan, trying to drive the point of his pike into the torch again. ”There,” he shouted, ”run for it; I can reach to pitch it up to the bag.”

The men on the other side did not grasp the fact that if Dan did this his companions would fare worse than they, but scuffled off at once, their steps being plainly heard.

”Fools!” growled Dan, and stepping forward, he picked up the torch, went close up to the wall, and touched the end of the fuse, which began to sparkle at once.

”Plenty o' time, Sir Edward,” he said coolly, ”if you'll now order us back.”

The order was given, and as it was obeyed, Sir Edward and his son retiring last, they saw Nick Garth step close up to old Dan and pat him on the shoulder.

”You're a cool one, mate,” he said. ”I never see one as cool as you.”

Dan chuckled a little, and all went along the narrow pa.s.sage and into the chamber beyond, well out of reach of the blast, and waited.

It was a good two minutes before the explosion took place, and Mark had made perfectly sure that the fuse had gone out, when there was a sensation as if his breath was being sucked away, then a deafening roar, followed by a crash.

Again they had to wait till the fumes had somewhat dispersed. Then, with Sir Edward and Mark leading, they returned, expecting to see the wall demolished; but as far as they could see it was perfectly sound, while another huge ma.s.s from the roof had come down, to lie piled up before it, so that there was hardly room for a man to crawl over the heap, so close was it to the roof.

”It's of no use, Mark,” whispered Sir Edward, as they drew back a little from the smoke, ”we must devise some other plan. It is useless to try another bag there without first clearing away the ma.s.s of stones, and we can only do that at the expense of many men wounded by pike-thrusts, perhaps killed.”

”Yes,” said Mark, ”and it doesn't seem fair to order them to do it.”

”I cannot, my boy. There, we have done our work for this time. Let's get out of this horrible smoke.”

”Hoi, you!” came from beyond the wall; ”if you fire any more of that choke-dog stuff, I'll give orders to my men to kill the prisoners, 'specially the girl.”

”You cowardly ruffian!” cried Mark, in a rage.

”Bah! Puppy!” came back scornfully.

”Don't answer, boy,” said Sir Edward softly.

”But father!--if--”

”It is only a boast. They dare not do such a thing as that. Come.”

They retired, making for the mouth of the cavern, where the cool night air blew with refres.h.i.+ng force.

”But we cannot give up, father,” cried Mark.

”I am not going to give up, my boy,” said Sir Edward quietly. ”When an a.s.sault upon a stronghold fails, a general tries to starve his enemy into submission. We must do the same here. Unfortunately they must have stores, and they have a good supply of water from a spring within there. But still we must try. The first thing is to protect ourselves from a sudden attack, and this will be easy. Now, my lads, every man take in a block of stone, and carry it into the cavern as far as the end of the first chamber. Take these from the breastwork; we do not want it now, for we shall encamp inside.”

Mark nodded approval, and the men, glad that the night's fighting was at an end, set to work with a will, after laying their arms aside; and in less than an hour had walled up to a great thickness the narrow exit from the cavern, wedging in the top stones with blows, and in spite of the want of mortar producing a good solid piece of work, through which no pikes could be thrust.

This done, Sir Edward reduced his force to one-third, this being plenty to defend the wall should it be attacked from the inner side; and the rest were sent back to the Tor Castle, for provisions and blankets.

”Now, Mark, lad,” said Sir Edward, ”the thing to consider is, how long can the enemy hold out?”

”Not long, father,” replied the lad; ”they cannot have a very good supply.”