“Nay, not if it was made tight, sir.”
“But what makes you say that? You’ve never seen the passage?”
“No, sir, I’ve never been down, but your father once said something about it. It was a long time before that tower was done up and made right for Master Pawson. I don’t recollect much about it, but I suppose it must be there.”
“That’s another thing to see to, then,” said Roy. “Because, if it does exist, and the enemy heard of it, he might come in and surprise us. I know; we’ll find it, and block it up.”
“Nay, I wouldn’t do that, sir. It might be that we should have to go away, and it isn’t a bad thing to have a way out in case of danger.”
“Not likely to do that, Ben,” said Roy, haughtily. “We are going to hold the place.”
“Yes, sir, as long as we can; but we can’t do impossibilities. Now, sir, will you go and have your bit o’ dinner, while I have mine?”
“Oh, I don’t feel as if I could eat, Ben; I’m too full of excitement.”
“More reason why you should go and have your dinner, sir. Man can’t fight without he eats and drinks.”
“Nor a boy, neither—eh, Ben?”