conscious of the presence of the intruders only appeared from the sallen and indignant glances which they shot at them, from time to time, as their eyes encountered.
Morton, finding into what unfriendly society he had unwittingly intruded, began to think of retreating; but, on turing his head, observed with some alarm, that two strong men had silently placed themselves beside the window through which they had entered. One of these ominous centinels whispered to Cuddie, "Son of that precious woman, Mause Heatrigg, do not cast thy lot farther with this child of treachery and perdition—Pass on thy way, and tarry not, for the avenger of blood is behind thee."
With this he pointed to the window, out of which Caddie jumped without hesitation; for the intimation he had received plainly implied the personal danger he would otherwise incur.
