He shouted something, and the attacking force redoubled their efforts.

He raised a revolver, and took deliberate aim at Dom Corria.

Coke saw him, and his bulldog pluck combined with avarice to overcome his common sense.
Without thought of the consequences, he sprang into the swaying mob and pulled De Sylva aside.

A bullet smashed into the wall behind them.
"Look out, mister!" he bellowed.

"'Ere's a blighter 'oo wants to finish you quick!" De Sylva's glance sought his adversary.