The Child of Waterloo, or, The Horrors of the Battle-Field — page 139: what you’re looking at

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F186 THE CHILD OF WATERLOO. ata garret window, and attempted to open the door, but it was locked on the outside. “¢ Here’s a go!’ cried Rafferty, trying the door. ‘‘ He’s locked us in.’ ‘‘ Have we made a mistake, and come in at the wrong win- dow? And yet I am sure he came in here,” ‘‘Hark! There he is, sure enough.” ‘‘ ‘Where ?” ‘‘Down-stairs. There’s a row.” They listened, and they heard the sounds of altercation, women’s voices, and struggling and screaming, down-stairs. ‘¢ D——-n!” said Henry Morton, wound up to the highest state of desperation. ‘‘ Burst the door open.” ‘‘But it opens this way. If I were on the other side,” said Rafferty, ‘‘ I'd have it opened in a minute.” He looked around, and saw a small poker, that had been used till it had become short and sharp. ‘‘ Fere’s the thing. Now ‘open sesame,’” said Brolickbones, as he pushed it between the lock and the door. The door yielded. and they were free. ‘‘Now for it.” he said, throwing down the poker, ‘‘ now for the murdering vagabond; we'll have him.” They both rushed down-stairs until they came to the second-floor landing, where there were a number of people, men, women, and children, standing talking together. ‘‘ Hilloa!l” said a man. ‘‘ Hilloa!” said Rafferty. ‘What do you mean by breaking into people’s houses in this style for? Tl have ye all transported, ye vagabond thieves. Ye sha’n't come here.’ ‘¢ Just be aisy, honey.” said Rafferty; ‘‘if ve are going to fight for the murdering thief, all I have got to tell ye is, you'll havea tough job to get over a Waterloo man.” ‘“‘Qh, you murdering wretch!” said a female voice; ‘if you comes here [ll kill you outright, I will.” ** And then I’m coming.” ‘¢My good people,” said Henry Morton, advancing, ‘‘ we are in pursuit of a great criminal, and I charge ye all to aid me in securing him.” ‘¢ And I charge you to go where you came from,” said the man. ‘‘You’ll be liable for aiding and abetting a felon, and more- over you'll be punished for your resistance and refusal to aid me.” ‘‘Go to the devil!” said the man; ‘‘you are quite wrong; you'll be put to the treadmill as rogues and thieves. for breaking into a man’s house; so you had better go back again.” ‘* You let the villain of whom we are in pursuit through.” ‘* TF did not; he bolted past the women, whotried to stop him, but they couldn’t; he knocked one down.” ‘¢Tt’s no use talking,” said Henry Morton to Brolickbones, ‘¢ we must force our way out; come on, follow me.” Brolickbones, however, suddenly took the initiative, and comicbooks. com