But I heard Gooja Singh laugh like a hyena; and I heard the click of cartridges being thrust into magazines.

I was half minded to let them shoot, hoping they might hit Tugendheim.

But the Turk freed his arms at last, and began struggling.
"Look!" he said to me in English.

"VOILA!" said he in French.
"REGARDEZ! Look--see!" I did look, and I saw enough to make me make swift decision.

The light was nearer to the water--quite a lot nearer.