I drew my revolver, and had taken a forward stop, when——
Bang!
Almost beneath my feet a spring gun was discharged, and I could hear the big buckshot—each one a young bullet—buzzing about my ears, like a swarm of hungry flies on a hot summer's day.
I paused.
A window went up.
A head appeared and a stern voice said:
"Aha! I've got you now, you rascals;" and I saw the muzzle of a gun appear. "Stay where you are if you value your lives! A dozen spring guns are concealed just there, and a single step may discharge them all."
Heaven!
The cold sweat started from every pore of my body.
Spring guns!