They both went down dead, there in the doorway.
I snatched up one of their spears and glanced behind me.

Marie was climbing on to the chest; I could just see her through the thickening smoke.

Another Quabie rushed on.

Hans and I received him on the points of our assegais, but so fierce was his charge that they went through him as though he were nothing, and being but light, both of us were thrown backwards to the ground.

I scrambled to my feet again, defenceless now, for the spear was broken in the Kaffir, and awaited the end.