"The men are turning out of their tents.

There, I can make out Forster; he has just mounted; a plucky fellow that." Instead of straggling out onto the parade ground as usual, the Sepoys seemed to hang about their tents.

The cavalry mounted and formed up in their lines.

Suddenly a gun was fired, and as if at the signal the whole of the infantry rushed forward towards the officers, yelling and firing, and the latter at once turned their horses and rode towards the courthouse.
"Don't be alarmed, my dear," the Doctor said to Isobel; "I don't suppose anyone is hit.

The Sepoys are not good shots at the best of times, and firing running they would not be able to hit a haystack at a hundred yards.