“Think of what, zir?”
“This. Perhaps they might attack us if they thought they were going to be left.”
“That’s zo.”
“And if we got away they’d be laid on our track.”
“O’ course, zir.”
“Then we will not give Saunders the chance.”
“I dunno what you mean, zir; but I’m ready for anything you tell me to do. What is it?”
“Take the dogs with us, man. I believe they’ll follow us now.”
“Take ’em with us?” panted Pete. “Why, o’ course! I never thought o’ that. But we can’t, Master Nic; we’re locked in.”
“The roof’s open. Look here, Pete; I’m going to climb out at once. The dogs will begin to bay at this, but as soon as I’m on the roof, ready to drop down, you get up, put your hands against the boards, and lay a-back. Then I’ll call them. They’ll scramble up, and I’ll help them through. You come last.”