"Best beware, mistress," he cried roughly. "Best beware. 'Tis ill work to interfere wi' the just punishment of traitors."
Barbara turned to him and laughed softly.
"Ha! Sir Gallows-Bird. So thou hast escaped the hemp; welcome on thy return to this wicked world."
"I tell thee, madame," stuttered the corporal angrily, "'tis ill work jesting——"
"Peace, fool!" she cried imperiously. "I marvel thou art not ashamed to show thy face after this day's work. I knew already you and your masters think it no shame to fight against women, but at least methought children might go unharmed. They can do but little harm to King James."
"Pshaw! Ye know nought of the matter," blustered the corporal. "I brook no interference in the exercise of my duty. Bring back the boy, Sam Perry, and proceed with the interrogation."
"Do not attempt it," answered the girl quietly, "for I will not permit it."
Sam Perry hesitated.
"What!" roared the corporal, "are ye afraid of a chit of a girl? Why do you not obey?"
"At your peril," cried Barbara sharply, moving before the men.