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He fired with both hands, and did not cease until he had emptied his weapons and riddled the coach. Then he unslung his rifle from his saddle-horn and cautiously approached, ready to fire at the first sign of danger to himself. But he had done his work well, and he had nothing to fear, so advancing to the coach, found that it was empty.
Who, again, could stay them if they broke for the sea, licking up on their way other regiments only too anxious to join? And afterwards . . . here followed windy promises of gold and preferment, office and honour, ever dear to a certain type of Irishman. As he finished his speech, in the dusk of a twilight, to his chosen associates, there was a sound of a rapidly unslung belt behind him.
It was then that Lakor quickly unslung a belt from his harness, and as I stepped back to parry a wicked thrust he lashed one end of it about my left ankle so that it wound there for an instant, while he jerked suddenly upon the other end, throwing me heavily upon my back.
You and Colonel Ravney can decide what interpolations are needed to fit the situation." "Number Five; the really tough one," Degbrend considered. "I take it that by interpolations you do not mean dilutions?" "Oh, no; don't water the drink. Spike it." Lanze Degbrend grinned at him. Then he snapped down the visor of his helmet, unslung his carbine, and presented it.
Nothing could have been more pathetic than this sudden ecstatic delight, as suddenly extinguished when she perceived that the exclamation was involuntary and not addressed to her. In a moment Sam Bolton appeared, striding out of the forest. He unslung his little pack, leaned his rifle against a tree, consigned to May-may-gwán a dog he was leading, and approached the wigwam.
Jean was glad of this rest, for notwithstanding the training she had received, she was quite weary. She was most thankful when that evening Sam halted by the side of a little brook, unslung his pack and laid it upon the snow. "Yut-ku-lo-wut," he said. "What does that mean?" Jean asked. "Good camp-place." Then he turned to his wife.
Fire, he remembered to have read, would hold the brutes at bay. Wood there was in plenty, and, quickly clearing a space in the snow, he soon had the satisfaction of seeing tiny tongues of flame crackle in a pile of dry branches. He unslung his light axe and attacked the limbs of a dead pine that lay at the edge of the road.
It was a magnificent beast, large and beautifully maned, with the brilliant leopard spots of its kind well marked and symmetrical. For a moment it eyed them and then, still chafing at the loss of its prey earlier in the morning, it charged. The Pal-ul-donians unslung their clubs and stood waiting the onrushing beast.
I suppose the sentry passed the word along to the guardroom, for soon three sentries passed through the camp, metaphorically whetting their bayonets, going towards the scene of the disturbance. Before reaching it they unslung their rifles and fixed their bayonets, doubled round the corner of the building, expecting to surprise the unfortunate Englander.
Ku-îsh said little more, but he went back to the camp and unslung an exceedingly ancient match-lock, which hung from a beam of the roof in the Chief's hut. It was the only gun in the camp, and was the most precious possession of the tribe, but no man asked him what he was doing, or tried to stay him when he presently plunged into the jungle heading down stream.
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