Bullets thudded into the stout walls of the cabin, and Paul's soul swelled with derision.

His vivid mind pictured himself as safe from the warriors as if they were a thousand miles away.

He was attracted suddenly by a slight, gurgling sound, and then a cry of dismay from Henry.

He wheeled in alarm.

Henry had sprung to the water barrel, the precious contents of which were oozing from a little round hole in the side, about two thirds of the way up.