"No, you tell me now," eagerly.

Then Tom did so, detailing the encounter on the streets of
Philadelphia, and when he had heard all, Ben said:

"Good! I'm glad you thrashed them."



Chapter IV

A Night Attack


"They're coming, Dick!" whispered Ben Foster.

"Yes, I hear footsteps," replied Dick. "But," after listening a few
moments, "there is only one person coming. Perhaps it isn't the Tories
after all."

"Yes, that's their game-to make you think there is only one. He walks
boldly, so you can hear him, while the others creep up. It is the Tory
gang, all right."

"Likely you are right."

It was now nearly midnight, and so it was time for the Tories to put
in their appearance, if they were to make the attack that night, as
Mr. Foster had heard them say they would do.