“Tie up her hands and feet and gag her,” suggested Philpot.
Wouldn’t do again. She’d get Ladislaw to help her out.
“Tie up Ladislaw and Hashford too.”
We weren’t numerous or strong enough to do it.
“Let’s all bolt,” suggested Flanagan.
They’d send the police after us. Or if they didn’t, how were we to get on, without money or shelter or anywhere to go?
“Suppose,” said I, “we shut them out of the schoolroom and barricade the door, and don’t let them in till they accept our terms.”
“That’s more like it,” said some one; “but then what about food? We can’t store enough, even if we emptied the larder, to stand a long siege.”
“Well, then,” said Smith, “suppose we screw them up, and don’t let them out till they give in.”
“That’s it,” said every one, “the very thing.”