Hughwouldhavepreventedhisutteringtheword，butitwasoutalready。Hearingthename，Barnabyturnedswiftlyround。
’Duty，duty，boldBarnaby！’criedHugh，assuminghiswildestandmostrapidmanner，andthrustingintohishandhisstaffandflagwhichleantagainstthewall。’Mountguardwithoutlossoftime，forweareoffuponourexpedition。Up，Dennis，andgetready！
Takecarethatnooneturnsthestrawuponmybed，braveBarnaby;
weknowwhat’sunderneathit——eh？Now，master，quick！Whatyouhavetosay，sayspeedily，forthelittlecaptainandaclusterof’emareinthefields，andonlywaitingforus。Sharp’stheword，andstrike’stheaction。Quick！’
Barnabywasnotproofagainstthisbustleanddespatch。Thelookofmingledastonishtnentandangerwhichhadappearedinhisfacewhenheturnedtowardsthem，fadedfromitasthewordspassedfromhismemory，likebreathfromapolishedmirror;andgraspingtheweaponwhichHughforceduponhim，heproudlytookhisstationatthedoor，beyondtheirhearing。