"They know where we are now.

Fine! Fine! Emma Dean could do no worse." No more shots were fired for fully an hour, then suddenly bullets began to pour into the cave, some hitting the sides and, ricochetting, wailed on into the dark depths of the cavern, making any part of the gloomy place unsafe.

The best the Overlanders could do was to keep down and lie close to the wall.
Nora had had a narrow escape from death at the first shot, though, while she had not been hit, the bullet had grazed her cheek, leaving a red mark across it.
Frequent volleys into the cave, after several hours, set the nerves of each of the Overland Riders on edge.

Hippy was eager to take a hand in the fray, but the girls forbade it, advising him that he would merely be making a mark of himself, whereas it were doubtful if he could see a single one of their assailants.
"Yes, but suppose they keep us here for days ?" objected Lieutenant Wingate.
"We have plenty of food," answered Anne.
"And precious little water," added Grace Harlowe.

"My advice is to wait and watch.