This was locked, and Ned ordered the inquisitor to have it opened.
"I have not the keys," he said.

"They are in the hands of the attendant whose duty it is to attend to this portion of the building." "Call them," Ned said impatiently.
The inquisitor struck on the closed door with his hands, and called aloud, but no answer was returned.
"Bid these men behind you force it in," Ned said.
The men advanced, but as they did so a small side door in the passage, behind Ned, opened noiselessly, and suddenly a thick blanket was thrown over his head, while an arm struck up the hand which had the pistol.

He drew the trigger, however; and the grand inquisitor, with a groan, sank to the ground.

At the same instant a number of men rushed through the door, and threw themselves upon the lads, and were joined by the attendants standing behind.
A desperate struggle ensued.

Tom shot the two first men who sprang upon him, and for some minutes the lads maintained a desperate struggle.