10/13 Oh, the horror of their position! And already other voices were mingled with those of the assailants; and every one was shouting from without, praying them to open the door, and be saved from their tremendous peril. They are come to kill me, and I may as well die here. There's no help.' 'There is help, dear uncle!' cried Miss Anne; 'there are other people from Botfield; and help is coming from Longville. Oh, let me in!' 'No,' said the master, 'they all hate me. They'll kill me, and say it was done in the fire. |