They wrestled with and hugged one another; they hopped, skipped and jumped, and in every possible way manifested their fiendish joy.
The British took no part in this revelry.

To their credit it must be said they kept in the background as though ashamed of this horrible fire-war on people of their own blood.
"Why don't they fire the cannon ?" impatiently said Col.Zane.

"Why don't they do something ?" "Perhaps it is disabled, or maybe they are short of ammunition," suggested Jonathan.
"The block-house will burn down before our eyes.

Look! The hell-hounds have set fire to the fence.

I see men running and throwing water." "I see something on the roof of the block-house," cried Jonathan.
"There, down towards the east end of the roof and in the shadow of the chimney.