And they soon found out as much for themselves.

After five minutes of banging at the back door they gave up any further attack in that direction and cast their heavy stones down with curses of fury awful to hear.
I went into the kitchen and dropped on the window-seat to rest for a moment.

Suspense and excitement together were beginning to tell upon me.
The perspiration broke out thick on my forehead, and I began to feel the bruises I had inflicted on my hands in making the barricade against the front door.

I had not lost a particle of my resolution, but I was beginning to lose strength.

There was a bottle of rum in the cupboard, which my brother the sailor had left with us the last time he was ashore.