Arthur Conan Doyle,
Micah Clarke — Chapter XXIII
(1889)
“ Fine words!' cried another smuggler. 'Gauger or no, you must jump for it, since you know the secret of our cave.''Your secret is safe with me,' I answered. 'But if ye wish to murder me, I shall meet my fate as a soldier should. I should have chosen to die on the field of battle, rather than to lie at the mercy of such a pack of water-rats in their burrow.''My faith!' said Murgatroyd. 'This is too tall talk for a gauger. He bears himself like a soldier, too. It is possible that in snaring the owl we have caught the falcon. ”
