"I think it is wiser for me to stay here."
"Why?" Jim asked, in surprise.
"Because, if I should meet Hardy now, while he is so puffed up with pride because he has been attacked by one of the enemy, he might say something which would lead to an encounter between us; and I don't think it would be well to raise any disturbance on the street at this time."
"Perhaps you are right; but yet—"
Jim was interrupted by the noise as of a heavy blow against the side of the house, which was repeated half a dozen times before either of the boys could step to the window.
Then came threatening cries:
"We have got one Richardson in jail; now bring out the others!"
"Drive out the informers!"