Well , so short had been the interval that when I found my feet again all was in the same posture , the fellow with the red night-cap still half-way over , another still just showing his head above the top of the stockade . And yet , in this breath of time , the fight was over and the victory was ours . Gray , following close behind me , had cut down the big boatswain ere he had time to recover from his last blow . Another had been shot at a loophole in the very act of firing into the house and now lay in agony , the pistol still smoking in his hand . A third , as I had seen , the doctor had disposed of at a blow . Of the four who had scaled the palisade , one only remained unaccounted for , and he , having left his cutlass on the field , was now clambering out again with the fear of death upon him . `` Fire -- fire from the house ! '' cried the doctor . `` And you , lads , back into cover . '' But his words were unheeded , no shot was fired , and the last boarder made good his escape and disappeared with the rest into the wood . In three seconds nothing remained of the attacking party but the five who had fallen , four on the inside and one on the outside of the palisade . The doctor and Gray and I ran full speed for shelter . The survivors would soon be back where they had left their muskets , and at any moment the fire might recommence . The house was by this time somewhat cleared of smoke , and we saw at a glance the price we had paid for victory . Hunter lay beside his loophole , stunned ; Joyce by his , shot through the head , never to move again ; while right in the centre , the squire was supporting the captain , one as pale as the other . `` The captain 's wounded , '' said Mr. Trelawney . `` Have they run ? '' asked Mr. Smollett . `` All that could , you may be bound , '' returned the doctor ; `` but there 's five of them will never run again . '' `` Five ! ''
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clambering cried cut found lay made paid returned seen wounded