It is all my fault.

I cannot bear it." She was on the verge of tears.

The strain had become too great for her.
After indulging in a wild dream of freedom, to be told that they must again endure the irksome confinement, the active suffering, the slow horrors of a siege in that rocky prison, almost distracted her.
Jenks was very stern and curt in his reply.
"We must make the best of a bad business," he said.

"If we are in a tight place the Dyaks are not much better off, and eighteen of their number are dead or wounded.

You forget, too, that Providence has sent us a most useful ally in the Mahommedan.