THE STRUGGLE.
The first and most natural thought that came into the minds of the
boys, as they turned to see their enemy standing in the doorway, was
that he had discovered the flight, and, perhaps, counted on doing
something toward checking it even now, when Sarah Dillard must have
been a mile or more away.
Almost as soon as this idea presented itself, however, both realized
that if the grinning Tory had even so much as a suspicion of the real
state of affairs he would be urging the troopers on in pursuit, rather
than standing idly there.
The young scoundrel remained for an instant in the doorway enjoying
his triumph, and Nathan found it difficult to repress a smile of
satisfaction as he saw the spy thus unsuspicious, while Sarah Dillard
was speeding toward Greene's Spring to carry the warning which, if
told, would most likely save the lives of a hundred men.
Ephraim, firmly convinced that nothing could avert the fate shaped by
him for Colonel Clarke and his force, was enjoying the situation as
pictured in his mind, to the utmost of his mean nature, and the boys
almost forgot they were prisoners in the pleasure born of the
knowledge that the Tory might yet be outwitted.
"What are you fellows doing over there by the window?" Ephraim asked
peremptorily after surveying the two in silence fully a moment.
"Have the Britishers any law or rule which forbids one deprived of
liberty from seeking fresh air whenever he may be so fortunate as to
get an opportunity?" Nathan asked sharply.
"Hark you, Nathan Shelby, I am tired of hearing your long-winded
speeches, and we will have done with them from this out--at least, so
long as I am the master."
"So long as you are the master!" Evan repeated in a tone of contempt.
"We haven't been aware that such was the case."
"Then you may know it now for a certainty. I am counting on you two
trying to escape, and therefore have come to stand guard in this
room."
"And a valiant guard you will be, Ephraim Sowers, if your courage is
no greater than it was one year ago, when you fled in hot haste from
what proved to be a turkey-cock, thinking you saw the head of an
Indian among the weeds," Nathan said jeeringly, and the spy retorted
angrily:
"Have a care over your tongue, my bold rebel! Matters have changed
now from what they were forty-eight hours ago. You are among those who
obey the king, and do not allow sedition-breeders free rein of their
tongues."
"And now hark you, Master Sowers," Nathan cried, losing his temper
somewhat because of the air of authority which this fellow assumed.
"'Rebels and sedition-breeders' are names which have too much meaning
in these days for you to let them fall so trippingly from your tongue!
Have a care, you Tory sneak, lest even while acting the part of guard
over your betters, you come to grief! I'm not minded to take many
threats from a coward and a spy."
"In this case, however, you will take whatsoever I choose to give,
Nathan Shelby, for it needs only that I raise my voice to bring here
those who would shoot you down did you so much as lift your hand
against me."
"And it is such knowledge which makes you so wondrous brave," Evan
said with a laugh of scorn which did more to rouse the young spy's
anger than words could have done.
He struggled for an instant to speak; but stammered and hesitated as
the blood rushed into his face until, losing the last semblance of
patience, he motioned for them to move back toward the window from
which they had just come.
"If this is what you mean, we are willing to take our stations here
without your running the risk of bursting because of your own sense of
importance," Nathan said as he moved back a few paces, Evan following
the example. "Have a care, however, that you do not attempt to give
such orders as we shall be indisposed to obey, lest it seem as if your
authority amounted to nothing."
By this time Ephraim so far regained the mastery over himself as to be
able to speak, and he cried in a fury:
"We'll soon see whether you dare disobey, and to that end I will keep
you busy for an hour or more, until you have learned that I am really
the master. Now then, you rebels, remember that the king's troops are
near at hand to shoot you down at the first sign of insubordination,
and take good heed to move exactly as I command."
Ephraim straightened his body with a consequential air, and stood for
an instant as if reflecting upon how he had best prove his authority,
while the two prisoners gazed at him in astonishment that he should
thus dare trust himself unarmed alone with them.
"Stand straight and look me in the face!" he commanded. "If the day's
march was not enough to break your spirits, we will see what a little
exercise will do for you now. Keep step, and travel around this room
until I give you permission to stop."
"Do you think we are to be bullied by such as you?" Nathan asked in
great astonishment.
"If you think it is wise, refuse to do as I say, and before five
minutes have gone by you will learn the result of disobedience."
Neither Evan nor Nathan moved, but stood looking inquiringly into each
other's eyes with an expression on their faces which would have warned
the Tory of mischief had he been less deeply occupied with his own
fancied importance.
"Fall into line and march, or it will be the worse for you!" he cried,
advancing threateningly with upraised hand until he was within
striking distance of the prisoners, and for an instant it appeared as
if he intended to inflict punishment then and there.
Whatever idea may have been in his mind cannot be said, yet it hardly
seems possible he would have attempted personal violence while alone
with those whom he had wronged, even though the soldiers were so near
at hand.
It is certain, however, the boys fully believed he would carry out
the implied threat, and without thinking of the possible consequences,
or stopping to realize what might be the result if this spy was
roughly handled, as if with one accord they leaped upon him, Nathan
taking the precaution of clapping his hand over the bully's mouth at
the first onset in such manner that it was impossible for him to speak
or make an outcry.
Even a stronger lad than Ephraim Sowers would have gone down before
this sudden attack as quickly as did he, and in a twinkling the
prisoners held him upon the floor in such fashion that only one arm
remained free.
Evan sat upon his feet, while Nathan, in addition to covering his
mouth, held his right arm firmly.
With his left hand Ephraim struck out to the best of his ability, but
without accomplishing anything whatsoever, and he was permitted to
thus thrash around, doing no harm to any save himself, until he had
been thoroughly wearied by the struggle.
"I reckon we have got time enough to teach you quite a lesson," Nathan
whispered with but slight show of anger. "You are supposed to be
guarding us prisoners, and the redcoats will give little heed to you
for some hours to come. While we are alone you shall get a taste of
what you would deal out to others."
As a matter of course Ephraim made no reply, because it was impossible
so to do; but his captors could read in his eyes the threats his
tongue was powerless to utter.
"I know what you would say, my fine Tory spy. You have in your mind
the thought that we must in time let you up, and then it shall be your
turn, for the soldiers will be called in to perform what you fail in
doing. How well would that plan work if we did our duty, and killed
you here and now? It is what should be done to a lad who, having
received nothing but favors in this section of the colony, betrays to
their death a hundred or more of his neighbors."
Anger had rapidly died out of Ephraim's eyes as Nathan spoke, for by
the tone of the latter, one would have said that he was in deadly
earnest, and really questioned whether or no it was not his duty to
take this worthless life.
"It would not be a hard matter to let his life-blood out," Evan added,
intent only on doing his share toward frightening the spy, "and
perhaps it will be best even though he had not betrayed Colonel Clarke
and his men, for we can have a very fair idea of what he will be, once
power is his."
"Find something with which to tie his feet and hands, and then we will
contrive a gag so that it is not necessary to sit over him in this
fashion."
Evan obeyed the command by tearing from the lad's hunting-shirt two or
three strips of material sufficiently stout to resist all his
struggles, and in a comparatively short space of time the Tory was
bound hand and foot, with one sleeve of his own garment stuffed inside
his mouth as a gag.
He was powerless now either to move or speak, and only when the work
was accomplished did the boys fully realize that they had, perhaps,
injured themselves by thus temporarily turning the tables.
"It would have been better had we let him go his own gait," Evan said
in a whisper as he drew Nathan toward the window where the helpless
Tory could not overhear his words. "Of course we cannot hope to keep
him here longer than morning, and it is hardly likely the redcoats
will suffer him to be absent so many hours without making certain he
is safe. Once the troopers come we shall suffer for this bit of
pleasantry."
"They are not like to put in an appearance for several hours yet,
more especially if the villain gave out that he would stand guard
until weary of the sport."
"Yet the end must finally come."
Nathan started as if a sudden thought had flashed upon him, and turned
quickly toward the window as he seized one of the heavy bars.
"Have you any idea that it might be possible to pull that down?" Evan
asked wonderingly.
"Hark you, lad," and now Nathan appeared like one laboring under great
excitement. "Why might we not escape? The Britishers will have no care
for us while it is believed that sneak is acting as sentinel, and if
one of these bars could be removed, we might count on at least an
hour's start."
"But there is no hope of our being able to remove the barrier."
"Who shall say until it has been tried?"
"I am certain that with our bare hands we might tug and strain until
morning without so much as loosening one of the fastenings."
It was as if this suggestion excited Nathan to a yet more brilliant
flight of fancy in the line of escape, for suddenly he darted toward
the door where he stood a moment in the attitude of a listener, and
then retracing his steps, whispered to Evan:
"It is almost certain the Britishers are on the floor below. This Tory
has the key of the door in his pocket----"
"Surely you are not thinking of attempting to make your way down past
all those who have taken possession of the house?"
"By no means; yet what will prevent our venturing into some of the
chambers nearby, where perchance we shall find what will serve as a
lever to remove these bars."
Evan seized his comrade's hands ecstatically. There was every reason
to believe such a venture might be made, and without waiting to
discuss it he began searching Ephraim's pockets for the key.
This was soon found. A bulky iron instrument fashioned by hand, and
mostlike brought from the mother country, it could not well be
concealed.
Cautiously, lest the slightest grating of the iron should give the
alarm, the boys shot the bolt back; the door was opened, and they were
at last free of the upper portion of the house.
It was not safe to loiter in their work, however, for at any moment
some one might come from below to ascertain what Ephraim was doing,
and the boys moved as swiftly as they did noiselessly until, when
hardly more than a minute had elapsed, they had in their possession
such tools as it seemed positive would enable them to effect the
purpose.
An old musket barrel, and a strip of oak which went to make up a
quilting-frame, were the articles which the lads brought into the
room, carefully barring the door behind them and replacing the key in
Ephraim's pocket.
These implements would serve to pry off the bars of the window, but
whether it might be done silently or not was a matter that could only
be determined by experiment.
The helpless spy was watching their every movement, and by bending
over him now and then the lads could see, even in the gloom, an
expression of anger in his eyes.
He must have realized now that the chances in favor of their escape
were brought about wholly through his desire to gloat over those whom
he believed were in his power.
It can readily be believed, however, that the two lads did not spend
much time upon the spy. Had there been a possibility of taking him
with them, they would have run many risks in order to accomplish such
a purpose; but since that was out of the question, and he powerless
for harm during a certain time at least, they could not afford to
waste precious moments upon him.
"I will use this bar as a lever, and do you stand by with the
musket-barrel to hold such advantage as may be gained," Nathan said.
"It is reasonable to suppose there will be some creaking as the nails
are forced out; but that we cannot prevent."
"Work as cautiously as may be possible, for we have ample time."
The lower bar was within three inches of the window-ledge, and upon
this Nathan determined to direct his efforts, since it would probably
be the most easily removed.
The stout quilting-frame was inserted beneath it edgewise, which
brought one end some distance into the room, the window-ledge serving
as a fulcrum.
Evan stood near at hand, ready with the musket-barrel in case a
shorter lever could be used to better advantage, and, after listening
for an instant to make certain that none of the enemy were nearabout
on the outside, the boys began that work which it was hoped would open
the door to freedom.
Slowly and steadily the bar was raised upward as the hand-fashioned
nails bent under the strain, and then came a creaking as the iron was
drawn through the wood; not loud, but sounding in the ears of the
anxious lads to be of such volume that it seemed positive an alarm
would be given.
Both ceased their efforts, and stood near the window listening.
No unusual sounds betokened that the redcoats had heard the warning
noise.
All was still save for the sounds of revelry in the apartment below,
and the hum of the soldiers' voices nearabout the stables on the other
side of the dwelling.
"Try it again," Evan whispered with feverish eagerness. "We have
raised it half an inch already, and as much more of a strain will
leave it in such shape that it can be readily pushed aside."
[Illustration: Nathan did as his comrade suggested, and save for a
slight creaking now and then, the work was carried on.--Page 91.]
Nathan did as his comrade suggested, and save for a slight creaking
now and then, the work was carried on in almost perfect silence until
the bar hung only by the points of the nails.
It remained simply to force it outward with their hands, at the same
time preventing it from falling to the ground.
With this removed, the aperture would be sufficiently large to admit
of their crawling through, and the time had come, thanks to the spy
who would have taken their lives had his power been sufficient, that
they might follow on the trail of Sarah Dillard to Greene's Spring, if
her mad ride had not led her to death elsewhere.
"There is no reason why we should waste any time here," Evan said
hurriedly, nervous now that the moment for action had arrived. "The
redcoats may come at any moment to see how their spy is faring, and it
would be a grievous disappointment to find ourselves checked at the
instant when it seems as if we were freed."
"I have got just one word to say to that Tory villain, and then I am
ready," Nathan replied. "Do you push off the bar, taking good care
that it does not drop from your hands, while I warn him of what will
surely be his fate if he continues on the road he has chosen."
Evan acted upon this suggestion as Nathan kneeled by the side of
Ephraim and whispered:
"You can have the satisfaction of knowing that we would yet be fast
prisoners but for your having come to bully us. Until the moment you
threatened to strike I had no idea escape would be possible; but the
opportunity has arrived, and we shall take advantage of it. Now hark
you, Master Sowers, and remember all I say, for there be more than
Evan and I who will carry out this threat. Continue your spying upon
the Americans, serve the Britishers longer, and you shall be marked
for what may be worse than death. When the life of such as you is
necessary in the cause of freedom no one would hesitate to take it,
coward and sneak though you be. Turn about from your ways this moment,
or expect that the hand of every Mountain Man and every American
soldier will be against you."
Ephraim twisted about as if it would have pleased him right well could
he have spoken at that moment, but the gag choked his words, and he
perforce remained silent however much he would have liked to use his
voice.
Then all was ready for the flight.
The bar had been removed, and Evan stood beside the window impatient
to be off, fearing each instant lest one of the enemy should ascend
the stairs.
"Go you ahead," Nathan whispered, "and if when you reach the ground
the redcoats appear, do your best to make good your escape, thinking
not of me."
"I will never desert a comrade."
"You must in this case, if it so be opportunity for flight presents
itself. It is not your life nor mine, Evan, which is of moment now. We
must remember only those who are in such great peril, for I have many
doubts as to whether Sarah Dillard can force that colt over the
mountain road. Hesitate no longer; but set out, and from this instant
cease to think of anything save that you are to arrive at Colonel
Clarke's encampment without loss of time."
Thus urged, Evan delayed no longer than was necessary, but a certain
number of seconds were spent in the effort to force his body through
the narrow aperture, because of the awkward position which the
circumstances demanded.
With Nathan's help he pushed his feet through first, and when half his
body was outside, allowed himself to slip down at the expense of
severe scratching from the bar, which yet remained in position above,
until he hung by his hands on the window-ledge.
"The distance is not great," Nathan whispered encouragingly, "and you
should be able to drop without making much noise. Do not speak once
you are on the ground; but get behind the smaller stable as soon as
may be, and if in five minutes I do not join you, push on toward
Greene's Spring alone."
"You will not delay?"
"Not so much as a minute. Now drop."
A slight jar, such as might have been made by a child leaping from a
height of ten feet, was all that came back to the anxious listener at
the window to tell of his comrade's movements, and then he in turn
set about following the example.
Now it was that Ephraim made strenuous efforts to free himself.
He writhed to and fro on the floor as if bending all his energies to
break the bonds which confined his limbs, and so fearful was Nathan
lest the Tory spy should succeed in his purpose, that he turned back
to make certain the boy was yet helpless.
"I am almost tempted to pay off the score 'twixt you and I before
leaving; but it would be cowardly to strike one who is helpless, I
suppose," the lad said half to himself, and then turned resolutely, as
if finding it difficult to resist the temptation, setting off on the
road to freedom.
It was not as easy to force himself out between the ledge and the bar
as in the case of Evan, because of his being considerably larger, and
the clothing was literally torn from his back before he was finally
in a position where nothing more was required than to drop to the
ground.
It appeared to him as if he made double as much noise as had his
comrade, and before daring to creep across the stable-yard to the
rendezvous agreed upon, he remained several seconds on the alert for
the slightest sound betokening the movements of the Britishers.
No unusual noise came upon his ear, and saying to himself that it was
hardly possible he and Evan had succeeded in making their escape with
so little difficulty, he pushed cautiously forward until, when he was
within the gloom of the building, his comrade seized him by the hands.
This was no time for conversation, nor was it the place in which to
loiter. Advantage must be taken of every second from this instant
until they had carried the warning to Colonel Clarke's men, or learned
that Sarah Dillard had succeeded in her ride, and Nathan pressed
Evan's hand in token that they should push forward without delay.
The direct trail was well defined, and the boys struck into it an
hundred yards or more from the stable, when Nathan whispered
triumphantly:
"Now that we have succeeded in making our escape, Evan, it is only a
question of endurance, and we must not think of self until after
having met Sarah Dillard, or had speech with Colonel Clarke."