"It's no use making any resistance.

We should only get our throats cut straight off." Jack agreed, and they walked up to the men in front just as the muleteer came galloping up with his troupe.
"What do you want with us ?" Hawtry said, advancing to the men.
There was a volley of maledictions at the run they had given them.

The boys were seized by the collar, their dirks, watches, and money roughly taken from them, their arms tied to their sides by the ropes taken from the mules, and they were motioned to accompany their captors.

These at once left the road and struck up the hill, the muleteer proceeding along the road with the animals.
With their arms tied, the boys found it hard work to keep up with their captors, who strode along with long steps.

The sun had by this time sunk, and presently they heard the distant boom of the sunset gun from Gibraltar.
"That gun must be fifteen miles away," Hawtry said.