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Well, sir, I thank you," returned Dick; "and since I am little likely to
follow these great fortunes, I will even say farewell. I will not
pretend I was displeased to think myself upon the road to fortune; but I
will not pretend, neither, that I am over-sorry to be done with it.
Command and riches, they are brave things, to be sure; but a word in your
ear--yon duke of yours, he is a fearsome lad."
Catesby laughed.
"Nay," said he, "of a verity he that rides with Crooked Dick will ride
deep. Well, God keep us all from evil! Speed ye well."
Thereupon Dick put himself at the head of his men, and giving the word of
command, rode off.
He made straight across the town, following what he supposed to be the
route of Sir Daniel, and spying around for any signs that might decide if
he were right.
The streets were strewn with the dead and the wounded, whose fate, in the
bitter frost, was far the more pitiable. Gangs of the victors went from
house to house, pillaging and stabbing, and sometimes singing together as
they went.
From different quarters, as he rode on, the sounds of violence and
outrage came to young Shelton's ears; now the blows of the sledge-hammer
on some barricaded door, and now the miserable shrieks of women.
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