Front rank! Prepare to fire! Fifty men dropped obediently to their knees, right in front of theparapet, and grounded the butts of their muskets. Within seconds they had two clear. Behind them, men and women leaped onto the benchesand craned for a view, then rushed in a body to the doorway and thewindows as Sir Francis and Hal were urged down the staircase into theyard. Don't try to board them,lads.
Even so freshly aroused from sleep, it was rosyand angelic. There! He pointed as the first of the attackerscame running and dodging towards them, stopping to fire and reloadtheir muskets, then running forward again. That wouldaccount for his withdrawn and introspective mood. The surgeon looked flustered and apologetic at the sametime.
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