There were no living Masai near, but the black nurse was on
her feet and with a spear cutting the rope that bound Flossie's
feet. Next second she ran to the wall of the kraal and began
to climb over it, an example which the little girl followed.
But Flossie was evidently very stiff and cramped, and could
only go slowly, and as she went two Masai flying down the kraal
caught sight of her and rushed towards her to kill her. The
first fellow came up just as the poor little girl, after a desperate
effort to climb the wall, fell back into the kraal. Up flashed
the great spear, and as it did so a bullet from my rifle found
its home in the holder's ribs, and over he went like a shot rabbit.
But behind him was the other man, and, alas, I had only that
one cartridge in the magazine! Flossie had scrambled to her
feet and was facing the second man, who was advancing with raised
spear. I turned my head aside and felt sick as death. I could
not bear to see him stab her. Glancing up again, to my surprise
I saw the Masai's spear lying on the ground, while the man himself
was staggering about with both hands to his head. Suddenly I
saw a puff of smoke proceeding apparently from Flossie, and the
man fell down headlong. Then I remembered the Derringer pistol
she carried, and saw that she had fired both barrels of it at
him, thereby saving her life.
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