“I want to see Mr. Hancock.”
“Well, you can’t. The minister and his family mustn’t be disturbed, so just keep still and don’t make a racket.”
“There’ll be a racket pretty soon, for the redcoats are coming,” said Paul.
“Who are you and what do you wish?” asked Reverend Mr. Clark in his night-dress from the window.
“I want to see Adams and Hancock.”
“It is Revere; let him in!” shouted Hancock down the stairway.
“The regulars are coming, several hundred of them, to seize you!”
“It is the supplies at Concord they are after,” cried Mr. Adams.
A moment later other hoofs were striking fire from the stones, and another horseman, William Dawes, appeared, confirming what Revere had said.