H.O.

didn't like it, but he agreed to do it, and I helped him a little because he was so slow, and when he saw the red bead of blood getting fatter and bigger as I squeezed his thumb he was very pleased, just as I had told him he would be.
This is what we wrote with H.O.'s blood, only the blood gave out when we got to 'Restored', and we had to write the rest with crimson lake, which is not the same colour, though I always use it, myself, for painting wounds.
While Oswald was writing it he heard Alice whispering to the prisoner that it would soon be over, and it was only play.

The prisoner left off howling, so I pretended not to hear what she said.

A Bandit Captain has to overlook things sometimes.

This was the letter-- 'Albert Morrison is held a prisoner by Bandits.
On payment of three thousand pounds he will be restored to his sorrowing relatives, and all will be forgotten and forgiven.' I was not sure about the last part, but Dicky was certain he had seen it in the paper, so I suppose it must have been all right.
We let H.O.take the letter; it was only fair, as it was his blood it was written with, and told him to leave it next door for Mrs Morrison.
H.O.came back quite quickly, and Albert-next-door's uncle came with him.
'What is all this, Albert ?' he cried.