The Rajah's Fortress — page 72: what you’re looking at

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THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. 6a CHAPTER VIII. THE STRUGGLE ON THE RIVER. A LURID glare lit up the sky in the direction of the town. Showers of sparks rose at intervals, and tongues of flame darted up. Then came the steady rattle of a Gardiner gun and a burst of rifle fire. “The fiends have fired the town,” said Melton, in a tone that chilled his listeners with horror. “And Cubit is now fighting his way out,” he added. “Some one must go for assistance at once, or the poor fellows will be butchered toa man.” No one volunteered for duty; in fact none saw their way clear, and a dread silence followed Mel- ton’s words. Then came an answer from an unexpected source. during all the dreadful events of the evening, while the fighting was at its worst, Dalo had calmly oc- cupied a seat in the doorway of the pagoda, watch- COLUM 1OOO SS co