Eben was not the only one who had watched their movements, for each of the Mountain Boys had one eye sufficiently open to see them.
A rustling of the hay was the signal given by the sergeant for the English to rise.
Each man rose to his feet and stood over the apparently sleeping colonials.
But no sooner had the enemy taken its position than the mountaineers put out their hands suddenly and grasped the soldiers by the legs.
In an instant every soldier was on his back, thrown to the floor with a violence which he did not relish.
And over each man stood one of the mountaineers, ready to blow out the soldier's brains did he attempt to move.
"Get up!" commanded Allen.
Each man rose, looking very sheepish.
"Hand over your guns and other weapons."
The soldiers obeyed. Not because they desired to do so, but at each man's head was a pistol, and in each pistol was a bullet which meant a nameless grave for the man who received it.