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As I stepped out of the light boat into the loaded one, and directed my crew to follow, one of the men--an Irishman, named O'Connor--touched his forehead in the approved shell-back style, and observed-- "Av ye plaise, sor, Misther Forbes was sayin' would ye be so kind as to sthep along to the houle afore ye makes your next thrip to the ship? He's afther wantin' to shpake to ye." "Oh, very good," said I; and, stepping ashore, I directed Joe to go across to the other side of the basin to fetch the ladies and children, who had crossed earlier in the afternoon, and now stood waiting to be conveyed back to the ship, and then went groping my way along the dark, uneven path toward the hole. The man O'Connor and somebody else--who it was I could not distinguish in the gloom--were stumbling along in front of me, and making very poor headway, I thought, for I quickly overtook them. They were in my way, working along as they were, two abreast, for the path was very narrow; so I said to them--"Here, let me pass, you two; I am in a hurry!" They stepped aside without a word, one to one side of the pathway and one to the other; and as I passed between them one of them cried, "Now!" and, before I could even so much as think, they both flung themselves upon me and bore me to the ground, one of them springing upon me from behind, with his arms round my neck and his knee into the small of my back, while the other dashed himself upon his knees on my chest, and gripped me by the throat by one hand, as he pressed the cold muzzle of a revolver to my temple with the other. "A single worrud or a movement, and I'll pull the thrigger on ye, as sure as death!" ejaculated O'Connor, between his set teeth, as he tightened his grip upon my throat. "Now, Bill, feel ov his pockets and take his barkers away, av he has anny, while I hould him. Now, listen to what I'm tellin' ye. The others--that's Misther Forbes and the gintleman--is already tuk, so ye needn't be expectin' any help from thim; and as we've got such a hape of goold and silver out ov this houle, we're goin' to be contint wid it, and intind to take the thriflin' liberty of borryin' the ship to carry it away wid us; you can have the rest yourselves, and much good may it do ye. Ah, that's right, Bill," as the latter extracted a brace of loaded revolvers from my jacket pocket; "just feel, while ye're about it, av he has a knife, and take that from him, too. Now, are ye sure that'
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