Suddenly, just as dinner was over, the window was opened, and a tremendous fire poured in.

Four or five men fell dead at once, and the poor colonel, who was next to me, was shot right through the head.

Everyone rushed to his sword and drew his pistol--for we had been ordered to carry pistols as part of our uniform.
I was next to Charley Simmonds as the Sepoys of both regiments, headed by Subadar Piran, poured in at the windows.
"'I have it now,' Charley said; 'it is the scene I dreamed.' "As he spoke he fired his revolver at the subadar, who fell dead in his tracks.
"A Sepoy close by leveled his musket and fired.

Charley fell, and the fellow rushed forward to bayonet him.

As he did so I sent a bullet through his head, and he fell across Charley.