The Rajah's Fortress — page 226: what you’re looking at

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THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. 213 There are crevices overhead and in the sides.” ‘We must run the risk,’ answered Loyd. “ It is the only hope.” “But there is nothing to melt the lead in,” ob- jected Guy. “‘T prepared for that,” said Loyd. “ ere is an old brass helmet I picked out from some rubbish at the fortress. The chin strap will do for a handle. Pick open some of your shells now to get the lead. You see,” Loyd went on hurriedly, “Pandy will delay to repair the cannon, and thus the prisoner’s life will be prolonged. I dare not stay any longer. Will you undertake this yourself?” “Yes,” said Guy, resolutely, “I will.” ‘Then make ready at once. You know what-to do. Be cautious. Remember it is the only hope. You must succeed. I would remain with you, but I should be missed, and they would scour the jun- gle forme. Besides I will bein a position to guide your movements. Keep up your courage. We shall rescue the poor fellow yet, and who knows but what Pandy may fall into our hands!” A brief farewell to his brother, and. then Loyd slipped away, while Guy was left to face the big- gest contract he had ever assumed. The thing had to be done speedily if done at all, soa couple of dozen shells were emptied of their loads, and a pile of dry wood was collected from the jungle. Carew and Terril, much to their dis- gust, were to be left behind with Jung and Wood COLUM 1OOO SS co