"Fire, Dick, fire!" he cried. "Shoot every mother's son of them!"
Ed, the shepherd, and Harvey were not slow to obey this injunction.
The two attendant robbers were hit before they could realize that they were in the presence of enemies.
In fact, the surprise was complete.
Lord Maltravers took in the situation at a glance.
"Harkaway!" he exclaimed, while his knees trembled under him.
"I am here," replied Jack.
"Is it you, or your ghost?" he asked.
"Not much ghost about me."
Maltravers saw that resistance was useless, and at the same time he recognized the unpleasant fact that any attempt at escape would be futile.