The prisoners changed
their attitude, and eyed Brown and the Rajput with an air of truculence
again.
"They'll be up this causeway in a minute, sahib! Listen. There!
They've seen the dead bodies that you tossed over. Better it had
been to keep them up here for a while."
"Never mind! We can hold this causeway until morning! Men! Take
close order. Line up at the causeway-entrance. Kneel. Prepare for
volley-firing. Now, let 'em come!"
"I am for making an immediate escape, sahib!"
"Go ahead!" said Brown, almost dreamily.
He seemed to be thinking hard on some other subject as he spoke.
"Sahib, one of the women there--she who is maid to the other two--
asked me where Bill Brown might be! She swore to me that she had
recognized his voice when the trapdoor opened up above her. Are
you not Bill Brown?"
"Yes, I'm William Brown!"
"Her name, she says, is Emmett!"
"You don't surprise me, Juggut Khan! I thought I had recognized
her voice. It seemed strangely familiar. Well--here come the rebels
up the causeway.
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