They met no one on the way, the inhabitants having all rushed to the other side to repel the attack.

They stopped at a small gate in the wall, the Chinaman drew back the bolts and opened it, and they passed out into the country.

For an hour they kept on.

By the end of that time Jack could scarcely drag his limbs along.

The Chinaman halted at length in a clump of trees surrounded by a thick undergrowth.
"Allee safee here," he said, "no searchee so far; here food," and he produced from a wallet a cold chicken and some boiled rice, and unslung from his shoulder a gourd filled with cold tea.
"Me go back now, see what happen.