If a man among this crowd, whose uproar strikes us deaf, crosses the threshold of the House of Commons, I swear to run my sword that moment--not into his, but into your body!' With that, they stepped back again, keeping their faces towards the crowd; took each an arm of the misguided nobleman; drew him into the passage, and shut the door; which they directly locked and fastened on the inside.
This was so quickly done, and the demeanour of both gentlemen--who were not young men either--was so gallant and resolute, that the crowd faltered and stared at each other with irresolute and timid looks.

Many tried to turn towards the door; some of the faintest-hearted cried they had best go back, and called to those behind to give way; and the panic and confusion were increasing rapidly, when Gashford whispered Hugh.
'What now!' Hugh roared aloud, turning towards them.

'Why go back?
Where can you do better than here, boys! One good rush against these doors and one below at the same time, will do the business.

Rush on, then! As to the door below, let those stand back who are afraid.

Let those who are not afraid, try who shall be the first to pass it.