Take him alive ! It is young Shelton -- Harry 's son . '' And immediately after a shrill whistle sounded several times , and was again taken up and repeated farther off . The whistle , it appeared , was John Amend-All 's battle trumpet , by which he published his directions . `` Ah , foul fortune ! '' cried Dick . `` We are undone . Swiftly , Jack , come swiftly ! '' And the pair turned and ran back through the open pine clump that covered the summit of the hill . CHAPTER VI -- TO THE DAY 'S END It was , indeed , high time for them to run . On every side the company of the Black Arrow was making for the hill . Some , being better runners , or having open ground to run upon , had far outstripped the others , and were already close upon the goal ; some , following valleys , had spread out to right and left , and outflanked the lads on either side . Dick plunged into the nearest cover . It was a tall grove of oaks , firm under foot and clear of underbrush , and as it lay down hill , they made good speed . There followed next a piece of open , which Dick avoided , holding to his left . Two minutes after , and the same obstacle arising , the lads followed the same course . Thus it followed that , while the lads , bending continually to the left , drew nearer and nearer to the high road and the river which they had crossed an hour or two before , the great bulk of their pursuers were leaning to the other hand , and running towards Tunstall . The lads paused to breathe . There was no sound of pursuit . Dick put his ear to the ground , and still there was nothing ; but the wind , to be sure , still made a turmoil in the trees , and it was hard to make certain .
`` On again , '' said XXXXX ; and , tired as they were , and Matcham limping with his injured foot , they pulled themselves together , and once more pelted down the hill .
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