The Girl from Hong-Kong: A Story of Adventure Under Five Suns — page 327: what you’re looking at

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THE GIRL FROM HONG-KONG. 823... _At least the professor’ s Greek fire has done some good, in that it puts a damper on the enthusiasm of the enemy’s advance. Not knowing at what moment another ball of fire may carom among them, and invite a fusillade that will be more deadly than the first, the rogues are shy about ad- vancing too near the ramparts. Terry is anxious about his wife, and, taking advantage of the first favorable opportunity, he creeps along behind the barrier until he reaches the spot where the women have been stationed. = Here the rocks have been piled up with particular pains, so as to render the passage of a chance shot remote. Doris and the madam might, under ordinary condi- tions, have shunned each other, but mutual danger does away with such reserve, and awakens only the kindliest feelings of the heart. At the time Terry comes upon the scene \Warren Evans’ new wife is apparently on the verge of a fresh attack of hysterics after witnessing the brief engage- ment, while Doris is endeavoring to pacify her. He has only an opportunity to say a few words of good cheer, when it becomes necessary that he once more turn his attention toward the front, for the enemy is up to new tricks. , Sandy and Pekoe Tay,’ together with the driver, are on the line, and can make much notse when it comes to a.downright scrimmage; but they are of little value as Sharpshooters, save possibly to stop some flying piece of lead that threatens to do damage to better material. Covered by the darkness, the assailants have now taken to quite a new dodge, and one that promises trouble to the defenders of the barricade unless they discover some prompt means of stopping it. This consists in a bombardment of stones, which, when hurled by muscular arms, come crashing against or over the barrier with something of the crude force shown in the missiles fired from catapults of. yore, As no one can see from what quarter. these whirling elefnents proceed, it is impossible: ‘to ptmnish the offenders. comicbooks.com