If they were attacking it would be different; I know you would be wanting to take your share then." "Thank you, Mrs.Hunter," he said, "but I must go up.

I grant that I shall be of no use, but at least I will take any chance that the others run of being shot.

A man does not flinch from a painful operation, and, whatever the pain, it has to be faced.

I may get used to it in time; but whether I do or not I must go through it, though I do not say it doesn't hurt." At this moment the rattle of musketry broke out above.

Bathurst gave a violent start, and a low cry as of pain; then he rushed past Mrs.Hunter and up the staircase to the terrace, when he staggered rather than walked forward to the parapet, and threw himself down beside two figures who were in the act of firing.
"Is that you, Bathurst ?" the Major's voice asked.