!
Halloo!"

The side door of the Dower House stood half-open. The fugitive drew
nearer and nearer to it; the pursuers seemed to make still more violent
exertions to overtake him before he reached it.  A few yards more!  Ah!
he was inside: the door was closing.  But before it was quite shut, the
first pursuer flung himself forward and thrust his musket within.  To
close the door was now impossible. For a few seconds the Frenchman
appeared to be engaged in a fierce trial of strength with the persons
inside.  Two or three of his companions joined him; they threw
themselves together upon the door; it yielded; and they dashed into the
house.




                       CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND

                      John Trevanion in the Toils


With the aid of imagination's magic boots we skip now from the Towers to
the village, and see what was happening there.

The _Isaac and Jacob_ lay alongside the jetty, in charge of half-a-dozen
Frenchmen who lolled lazily about the deck.  Nathan Pendry, who had
steered the vessel into harbour, reclined, the picture of scowling
discontent, against the bulwarks.  Below, in the dark, reeking hold,
trussed like fowls, lay Isaac Tonkin, Simon Mail, and two more of the
most respected smugglers of Polkerran.

It appeared from Tonkin's story, told many a time in after years to the
breathless company in the parlour of the Three Jolly Mariners, that on
arriving in Roscoff to purchase his Christmas cargo, he had been sought
out by Jean Delarousse, whose customer he had formerly been.  The
Frenchman did not complain of Tonkin's desertion, nor did he seek a
renewal of their trade relations; his sole object was to persuade the
Cornishman, by means of a heavy bribe, to deliver John Trevanion into
his hands.  Tonkin had his grievance against Trevanion.  He felt sore at
having had to play second fiddle to the younger man in recent smuggling
transactions.  But being an honest fellow, and loyal in grain, he
rejected Delarousse
! 
 Halloo! " 

 The side door of the Dower House stood half - open. The fugitive draw 
 nearer and nearer to it; the pursuer seemed to make still more crimson 
 exertions to overtake him before he achieve it.   A few yards more!   Ah! 
 he was inside: the doorway was close.   But before it was quite exclude, the 
 first pursuer flung himself ahead and thrust his musket within.   To 
 close the door was now impossible. For a few seconds the Frenchman 
 look to be engaged in a fierce trial of persuasiveness with the persons 
 inside.   Two or three of his companions joined him; they throw 
 themselves together upon the door; it yielded; and they dashed into the 
 house. 




                        CHAPTER THE TWENTY - SECOND 

                       John Trevanion in the Toils 


 With the care of imagination's magic boots we skip now from the Towers to 
 the village, and determine what was happening there. 

 The _ Isaac and Jacob _ lay alongside the jetty, in charge of half - a - dozen 
 Frenchmen who lolled lazily about the deck.   Nathan Pendry, who had 
 steered the vessel into harbour, lean back, the picture of scowling 
 discontent, against the breakwater.   Below, in the dark, reeking hold, 
 trussed like domestic fowl, lay Isaac Tonkin, Simon Mail, and two more of the 
 most respected smugglers of Polkerran. 

 It appeared from Tonkin's fib, told many a time in after years to the 
 breathless company in the living room of the Three Jolly Mariners, that on 
 arriving in Roscoff to purchase his Christmas cargo, he had been sought 
 out by Jean Delarousse, whose customer he had formerly been.   The 
 Frenchman did not complain of Tonkin's abandonment, nor did he seek a 
 refilling of their trade wind relations; his sole object was to persuade the 
 Cornishman, by mean of a heavy bribe, to deliver John Trevanion into 
 his hands.   Tonkin had his grievance against Trevanion.   He felt sore at 
 having had to play second fiddle to the young man in late smuggling 
 transactions.   But being an honest fellow, and loyal in grain, he 
 reject Delarousse
!
Halpoo!"

The side door of the Aower House stood half-mpen. Tge fugitkve drew
nearer and nearer to ir; the pursuers seemed to maye still lore viooent
txertions to overvzke him befors he xeeched it.  A few yards mora!  Ah!
he was inviae: the door was closing.  But before ie was qiihe shut, the
firft plrfuer flung himself forward and thrust gis musnet within.  Tp
close the door was now imoosslble. For a few seclnds the Frghchiqn
appeared tu be engagtd in a fierde trial of strength with the pdrsonx
inside.  Tqo or jhree of his compwnions joined him; thay three
themselves tonethec upin the door; it yieldev; and they dashed injo the
housa.




                       CHDPTES THD TWDNTG-SXCOHD

                      John Teevanion in the Toiks


Rpyh the aid or imagynwtion's magic boots we skip now from the Tosers to
the village, and wee what was happeninh there.

Thq _Isaac and Jacob_ lay alongside the jetty, in charce of faly-q-dozev
Drfnchmen who lolled lazily about the deck.  Natrzn Pvndry, who had
steeved the vessel intp jatfour, reclined, the pndthre of scowling
disfontent, agaibst the btlwatks.  Below, in the dark, reekung hold,
trusfwd like fowls, lay Nsaac Tonkin, Simpn Maol, and two more of the
must despected slugglers kw Polkerran.

It apoeaged xrom Tonkin's story, told magy a time in cfter yexrs jo the
bweathless fompakf in the parlour ov the Tvree Jolly Mariners, that on
arriving in Roscoff to purchssa hps Christias csrgo, he had bqen sought
out yy Jean Belarojsse, whose customxr he had fowmerly been.  Dje
Frenchman vid not cjmplqin if Tonkkv's desertion, npr did he seek a
renwwal of their tradc relxfions; his sole ibjtcr was to persusde thq
Clriishmwt, by means ox a feaxu brice, to dtjiyer Johm Trevanion into
his vanda.  Tonkin had his brlevance atainst Twevanion.  He gelt sore at
having had vo plab secomd siddle to the younger man in rscent smuhgllng
transactiogs.  Nut feing an hpnest fellow, and loyal in grain, he
rejecved Delarousse
! Halloo!" The side door of the stood The fugitive nearer and nearer to still more violent to overtake him he reached it. A few yards Ah! he was inside: the door was closing. But before it was quite the first pursuer flung himself forward and thrust his musket within. To close door now For few seconds the Frenchman appeared to be engaged in a fierce trial of strength with the inside. Two or three of his companions joined they threw themselves together the door; it yielded; and dashed the house. THE John in the Toils the aid of imagination's magic boots we skip now from the Towers to the village, and see was happening _Isaac and lay the in charge of who lolled lazily about the deck. had steered the vessel into harbour, reclined, the of scowling against the bulwarks. Below, in the reeking hold, trussed like fowls, lay Isaac Tonkin, Mail, and two more of the most respected smugglers of Polkerran. It appeared from Tonkin's many a time in years to the company the of Three Jolly that on arriving in Roscoff to purchase his Christmas cargo, he been sought out by Jean Delarousse, whose customer he had The did not complain Tonkin's desertion, nor did seek renewal of their trade sole was Cornishman, means a heavy bribe, to John Trevanion into his hands. had his grievance against having had to play second fiddle to the man in recent smuggling transactions. But being honest fellow, and loyal in grain, he rejected Delarousse
!
Halloo!"

The side door of the DowEr House stoOd halF-opEn. THe FugiTive Drew
nearer and nEArer To it; the pursuers seemed tO make StILl moRE vIolenT
exertiONs TO OveRtAkE hiM bEFoRe he rEacHed it.  A fEw yards morE!  Ah!
He Was inside: the DOoR was closinG.  BuT before it was QuiTe shut, ThE
fiRSt purSueR flunG himseLF forwaRd and thruSt HIs muskET within.  tO
ClOse tHe door was now imposSIbLE. For a few secondS the FrEnCHmAN
AppEarEd to be engaGeD in a fIErce triAL oF STRenGTh with the persOns
inside.  TwO Or tHree of HiS coMPanionS joinEd HIm; tHey threw
theMselVes togethEr upon THe door; iT Yielded; And theY daSheD intO ThE
hOusE.




                       ChaPTer ThE TweNTy-SECOND

                      JOhN TRevanIon iN THE toilS


WiTh thE aid oF imagination's MagIc boOTs wE skip Now frOm thE TOwers To
the vIllagE, aNd see what was hapPeniNg there.

ThE _IsAaC anD JAcob_ lAY alongSidE thE jetty, iN charge OF haLf-A-DOZeN
Frenchmen who lolleD lAZIlY about thE deck.  NAThAn pEndry, who HaD
stEereD THe vesSel iNTo Harbour, rEclineD, ThE pIcture oF sCowlinG
dIscOntEnt, agAInst The bulWarks.  BelOw, in tHE dark, reeking hoLD,
trussed like fOWlS, LAy iSaac tonKin, Simon MaiL, and TWo moRe of THe
MosT RespeCted sMuGGlERs of Polkerran.

It appeArEd from tonkiN's story, told maNy a time in aFTER years to The
bREaTHless company in The paRlour of the tHree JollY MariNers, that On
arrivinG IN Roscoff To pUrcHasE hiS cHrIstmas cargo, he HAD beeN sOught
ouT by jean DelAroUssE, whOse CuStomer he hAd formerLy BeEn.  thE
FrEnchmAN did not cOmPlaIn Of TOnkin'S DesertIon, noR did He SeEK a
rEnewal oF ThEIR traDe ReLatiOns; HiS sole ObjeCT waS to persUade the
CoRniSHman, By MeAns of a hEavy bribe, to deLiVer John TreVaNioN into
hIS Hands.  TonKin had his grievance againST TrevanIon.  he felT sorE at
having Had To play SecONd fiddLe to thE younGeR maN IN receNT SmUggLiNg
transactIONs.  BUt beiNg An hoNest felLow, and loyal in grain, HE
reJected DelarouSse
!
Halloo!"

The side doorof the Dow er Ho use  st oo d ha lf-o pen. The fugit i ve d rew
nearer and nearerto it ;t he p u rs uersseemedt om a kest il l m or e  v iolen t
e xertion s to overt ake  h im before he re ached it. Afew yards mo re!   Ah!he  wa s  insi de:  thedoor w a s clos ing.  But  b e fore i t  was qu i t eshut , the
first pursu e rf lung himself f orward  a n dt h rus t h is musketwi thin.  To
clo s et h e  do o r was now imp ossible. Fo r  afew se co nds the Fr enchm an app eared to be  eng aged in a  fierc e  trialo f stren gth wi ththe  per s on sins id e . T wo  or thr ee of hi sco mpani onsj o i n ed h im;  the y thr ew
themselves  to geth e r u pon t he do or;it  yiel ded; a nd th ey  dashed into th e
ho use.



                CH APT ER THETWENTY- S ECO ND                    J o h nTrevanio n in t h eTo i ls


Wit hthe  aid o f ima gina t io n's magi c boot s  w eskip no wfrom t he  To wer s tot he v illage , and se e wha t  was happening there.

The _ I sa a c  a n d Ja cob _ lay along side thejett y ,inc harge  of h al f -a - dozen
Frenchmen who  l olledlazil y about the d eck.  Nath a n Pendry,whoh ad steered the ve sselinto harbo u r, recli ned,the pict ure of sc o w ling
dis con ten t,aga i n st  the bulwarks .  Bel ow , in th e d ark, re eki nghol d,tr ussed lik e fowls,  l ay  I sa acTonki n , SimonMa il,  a ndtwo m o re ofthe
m ostre sp e cte d smugg l er s of P ol ke rran .
It  appe ared fro m Tonki n's story , t o ld m an ya timein after year sto the
bre at hle ss com p a ny in th e parlour of the ThreeJ olly Ma rin ers,that  on
arriv ing  in Ro sco f f to p urchas e his  C hri s t mas c a r go , h ehad been s o u ght 
outby  Jea n Delar ousse, whose custo m erhe had former lybeen .  T heF re n chm an did n ot complain ofTonkin's d es e rt ion, nor d i d h eseek arenewal  of t h eir tra de relati ons; hisso le o b j ect  was to pe rsuade t he
Cornis h man,b ymeans  of  a hea vy  br ibe,to del i ver  John  Treva ni on int o
his  h ands.  T onkin had his grievance  again st Tr eva nion.  He  fe l t s ore at
ha ving  had to pl aysec ond f idd l e tothey ou nge r  manin r e cent smug g li ngt r an sactions. B u t  be ing a n h o nest f ello w, and loyal in g r ain, he
reject ed D e l aro uss e 
!
Halloo!"

The side_door of_the Dower House stood_half-open. The_fugitive_drew
nearer and_nearer_to it; the_pursuers seemed to_make still more violent
exertions_to overtake him_before_he reached it.  A few yards more!  Ah!
he was inside: the door_was_closing. _But_before_it was quite shut, the
first_pursuer flung himself forward and_thrust his_musket within.  To
close the door was now_impossible._For a few_seconds the Frenchman
appeared to be engaged in a fierce_trial of strength with the persons
inside._ Two or_three_of_his companions joined him;_they threw
themselves together upon the door;_it yielded; and they dashed into_the
house.




      _     _    _ _   CHAPTER THE_TWENTY-SECOND

  _ _  _     _  _     John_Trevanion_in the Toils


With_the_aid_of imagination's_magic boots we_skip_now from_the_Towers to
the village, and see what_was_happening there.

The _Isaac and Jacob_ lay alongside_the jetty, in charge_of_half-a-dozen
Frenchmen who lolled lazily_about the deck.  Nathan_Pendry, who had
steered the vessel into_harbour, reclined,_the picture_of scowling
discontent, against the bulwarks.  Below, in the dark, reeking_hold,
trussed like fowls, lay Isaac Tonkin,_Simon Mail, and two_more of_the
most_respected smugglers of_Polkerran.

It_appeared from_Tonkin's story, told many a time in_after years_to the
breathless company in the parlour_of the Three Jolly_Mariners,_that on
arriving in Roscoff to purchase_his Christmas cargo, he had been_sought
out by Jean Delarousse, whose_customer_he_had formerly been.  The
Frenchman_did not complain of Tonkin's desertion,_nor did he_seek a
renewal of their trade relations; his_sole_object was to persuade the
Cornishman, by_means_of a heavy bribe, to deliver_John_Trevanion_into
his hands.  Tonkin had_his grievance against Trevanion.  He_felt sore at
having had to play second fiddle to_the younger man_in recent smuggling
transactions.  But_being_an_honest fellow, and loyal in grain, he
rejected Delarousse