CHAPTER LXXXIV.
THE SIEGE—THE ESCAPE—A DESPERATE RUSE.
Jack now left his dangerous elevation, and returned to his friends.
"Quite as bad as it can be," he said; "there's nothing for it but to make a desperate resistance, and to die game."
The yells and shouts of the crowd outside were like the combined roar of a large herd of wild beasts.
The blows became more furious on the door.
It quivered beneath the repeated shocks; but its own strength, and that of the fastenings, and particularly the barricade behind it, still defied the efforts of the besiegers.
Suddenly the hammering ceased, the yells of the crowd subsided.
Then came a volley of musketry.
They were firing at the door.