"Where is Milor' Churchill ?" "Lord Churchill is mustering his men as quietly as may be that they may be ready to surprise those who come to surprise us.

By Heaven, sir, we owe a great debt to Mr.Westmacott.Without his information we might have had all our throats cut whilst we slept." "Be so kind to call Belmont," said Feversham.

"Tell him to bring my clot'es." Wentworth turned and went out again to execute the General's orders.
Feversham spoke to Richard.

"We are oblige', Mr.Westercott," said he.
"We are ver' much oblige'." Suddenly from a little distance came the roll of drums.

Other sounds began to stir in the night outside to tell of a waking army.
Feversham stood listening.