"And you expect us to go with you?" Enoch continued, showing yet greater signs of fear.
"Not unless you choose."
"Two can do the work as well as three," Jacob interrupted. "If you and I go, Seth, there is no reason why Enoch need be afraid, for we shan't need him."
"But do you think I would let you make an attempt to aid the cause, and not be with you?"
"You are frightened now at the very thought of it," Jacob replied scornfully.
"Yes; and if I am, what then? I may be afraid, for it was terrible to see that poor man's back cut with the lash; but yet I should go if you went."
"Now you are showing yourself to be brave, Enoch," Seth said approvingly, but before he could finish the sentence a shouting, yelling mob turned from High Street[A] into Second, and the boys darted forward to learn the cause of the commotion.
"They have captured another market-stopper," Jacob said a moment later as they neared the noisy throng.
The term he used was one given by the British to those Americans stationed near the city to prevent such farmers as had no scruples against selling provisions to the enemy from disposing of their wares save to those who favored the cause.