And now follow me.
It is my part to keep this door, where I look for the main battle.

In that, ye have no hand.

And mind and dinnae fire to this side unless they get me down; for I would rather have ten foes in front of me than one friend like you cracking pistols at my back." I told him, indeed I was no great shot.
"And that's very bravely said," he cried, in a great admiration of my candour.

"There's many a pretty gentleman that wouldnae dare to say it." "But then, sir" said I, "there is the door behind you" which they may perhaps break in." "Ay," said he, "and that is a part of your work.

No sooner the pistols charged, than ye must climb up into yon bed where ye're handy at the window; and if they lift hand, against the door, ye're to shoot.