I had got to this point when all at once I felt an arm upon my shoulder, and could just make out at the side and front of my face a big hand pointing forward towards the stones a hundred feet away.
"Um!" whispered Joeboy, with his lips close to my ear.

"See um now.
Big lots." "I can see nothing," I whispered.
"Joeboy can.

Lie down ready.

Boss Val going to shoot ?" "When I get the order," I said softly, and my heart beat more heavily than ever, for I felt now that the black must be right.

I had had for years past proofs of the wonderful power of his sight, and had not a doubt that, though they were invisible to me, a large body of the enemy were clustering among the stones ready for the assault upon our position.
Then I heard from somewhere below a faint, rushing, whistling sound, as of a firework, followed by a crack, and the white stars of a rocket lit up the sides of the pass and made the stones in front visible in a soft glare.