The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet.
As they neared the house, Jack Sheppard, who led the way, halted and addressed his companion in a low voice:-- "I don't half like this job, Blueskin," he said; "it always went against the grain.

But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it.

Shall we turn back ?" "And disappoint Mr.Wild, Captain ?" remonstrated the other, in a deferential tone.

"You know this is a pet project.

It might be dangerous to thwart him." "Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw.