A whack from the bannerstaff silenced Sela. Cluny's voice was icy with condemnation. 'Traitors! All that he meant was that you slipped up when you copied my plans for an attack with a battering ram. So now you know that I intend to tunnel into Redwall.' Sela licked dry lips. She stared pleadingly at the Warlord; but there was no mercy in the single eye. 'You know too much, vixen. You and your son played a dangerous game. Nobody outsmarts Cluny. I've won, and you have both lost.' The foxes clasped their claws. They knelt, whimpering pitifully. Cluny stood over them, enjoying his power as judge. He signalled to Cheesethief and Darkclaw. 'Take these miserable turncoats out of my sight. You know what to do.'

From 'Redwall' by Brian Jacques. Text copyright © Brian Jacques 1986.
Published by Red Fox 1990