Rushing into the next room, he snatched a pair of loaded pistols from the drawer of his dressing-stand, and then hurried his terrified wife and children down the stairs.
"This way, dear--this way!" he cried, leading on toward the back door; "out that way through the gate with the children, and into some of the neighbour's houses.

I'll stand here to keep the way." "No, no, Garie," she replied, frantically; "I won't go without you." "You must!" he cried, stamping his foot impatiently; "this is no time to parley--go, or we shall all be murdered.

Listen, they've broken in the door.

Quick--quick! go on;" and as he spoke, he pressed her and the children out of the door, and closed it behind them.
Mrs.Garie ran down the garden, followed by the children; to her horror, she found the gate locked, and the key nowhere to be found.
"What shall we do ?" she cried.

"Oh, we shall all be killed!" and her limbs trembled beneath her with cold and terror.