n of the other parties,
so that, ere long, the whole band of pursuers was gathered to the spot.
Gashford was the last to come up. On hearing that the thief had been
captured by his former chum Westly, assisted by Flinders and Crossby, he
expressed considerable surprise, and cast a long and searching gaze on
Fred, who, however, being busy with the fire at the time, was
unconscious of it. Whatever the bully thought, he kept his opinions to
himself.
"Have you tied him up well!" he said, turning to Crossby.
"A wild horse couldn't break his fastenings," answered the digger.
"Perhaps not," returned Gashford, with a sneer, "but you are always too
sure by half o' yer work. Come, stand up," he added, going to where Tom
lay, and stirring his prostrate form with his toe.
Brixton having now had time to consider his case coolly, had made up his
mind to submit with a good grace to his fate, and, if it were so
decreed, to die "like a man." "I deserve punishment," he reasoned with
himself, "though death is too severe for the offence. However, a guilty
man can't expect to be the chooser of his reward. I suppose it is fate,
as the Turks say, so I'll submit--like them."
He stood up at once, therefore, on being ordered to do so, and quietly
underwent inspection.
"Ha! I thought so!" exclaimed Gashford, contemptuously. "Any man could
free himself from that in half an hour. But what better could be
expected from a land-lubber?"
Crossby made some sharp allusions to a "sea-lubber," but he wisely
restrained his voice so that only those nearest overheard him.
Meanwhile Gashford undid the rope that bound Tom Brixton's arms behind
him, and, holding him in his iron grip, ordered a smaller cord to be
fetched.
Paddy Flinders, who had a schoolboy tendency to stuff his various
pockets full of all sorts of miscellaneous articles, at once stepped
forward and handed the leader a piece of strong cod-line.
"There ye are, sor," said he.
"Just the thing, Paddy. Here, catch hold of this end of it an' haul."
"Yis, gineral," said the Irishman, in a tone and with a degree of
alacrity that caused a laugh from most of those who were looking on.
Even the "gineral" observed it, and remarked with a sardonic smile--
"You seem to be pleased to see your old chum in this fix, I think."
"Well now, gineral," returned Flinders, in an argumentative tone of
voice, "I can't exactly say that, sor, for I'm troubled with what ye may
call a
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