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Lewis looked grave "I wish Marker were only as siift not learned in a day Anyhow I'ot a day's sport before us Hullo, the ball see fro-ping of rifles

Andover stretched himself elaborately "Lord alive, but this is absurd What do these beggars expect to do? They can't shell a fort with stolen expresses"

The two e of the wall and looked over the plateau A hundred yards off stood a group of tribesmen for rifle in his hand It was like a parody of a for his eyes burst into a roar of laughter

"The beggars must bethere likeat a stone wall? There's two more companies of them over there It isn't war, it's coe of a gun-case to put on the boots which his orderly had brought

It was coe of melodrama was not absent When a sufficient nu on half-understood instructions fro their rifles on their shoulders and cah it broke their line In a rip and foothold on the wall, and Andover with a bea face directed the disposition of his h stones, with ends projecting in places cyclopean-wise, which to an active arrison was at its posts, and picked the ave a brown chest the straight bayonet-thrust ho up silently with long knives between their teeth, till a shot found them and they rolled back to die on the sand at the foot Now and again adown into the courtyard Then it was the turn of Andover and Lewis to account for him, and they did not miss One man with matted hair and beard was at Lewis's back before he saw hi ed his adversary up and down the yard till he got his pistol from his inner pocket Then it was his turn to face about The man never stopped and a ball took him between the eyes He dropped dead as a stone, and his knife flying fro the sand till it stopped with a clatter on the stones The sound in the hot sulphurous air grated horribly, and Lewis clapped his hands to his ears to find that he too had not co like a pig, he went in search of water