Lead on!" I cried savagely.
He caught the infection and drew his sword.

So we started boldly, and the result justified my confidence.

We looked, no doubt, as like murderers as any who were abroad that night.

Moving in this desperate guise we hastened up that street and into another--still pursued by the din and clangour of the bell--and then a short distance along a third.
We were not stopped or addressed by anyone, though numbers, increasing each moment as door after door opened, and we drew nearer to the heart of the commotion, were hurrying in the same direction, side by side with us; and though in front, where now and again lights gleamed on a mass of weapons, or on white eager faces, filling some alley from wall to wall, we heard the roar of voices rising and falling like the murmur of an angry sea.
All was blur, hurry, confusion, tumult.

Yet I remember, as we pressed onwards with the stream and part of it, certain sharp outlines.