You know me, Hugh. Nobody shall wrest this flag
away.'
'Well said!' cried Hugh. 'Ha ha! Nobly said! That's the old stout
Barnaby, that I have climbed and leaped with, many and many a day--I
knew I was not mistaken in Barnaby.--Don't you see, man,' he added in
a whisper, as he slipped to the other side of Dennis, 'that the lad's a
natural, and can be got to do anything, if you take him the right way?
Letting alone the fun he is, he's worth a dozen men, in earnest, as
you'd find if you tried a fall with him. Leave him to me. You shall soon
see whether he's of use or not.'
Mr Dennis received these explanatory remarks with many nods and winks,
and softened his behaviour towards Barnaby from that moment. Hugh,
laying his finger on his nose, stepped back into his former place, and
they proceeded in silence.
It was between two and three o'clock in the afternoon when the three
great parties met at Westminster, and, uniting into one huge mass,
raised a tremendous shout. This was not only done in token of their
presence, but as a signal to those on whom the task devolved, that it
was time to take possession of the lobbies of both Houses, and of
the various avenues of approach, and of the gallery stairs.
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