"Ey'm feerd o' pursuit." "Yo' needna be afeerd o' that, Hal," replied the miller.

"T' guard are safe enough.

One o' owr chaps has just tuk em up a big black jack fu' o' stout ele; an ey warrant me they winnaw stir yet awhoile.

Win it please yo to cum wi' me, lort abbut ?" With this, he marched along the passage, followed by the others, and presently arrived at a door, against which he tapped.

A bolt being withdrawn, it was instantly opened to admit the party, after which it was as quickly shut, and secured.