"Now, what are you going to do ?" "Keep on pouring it into that hollow among the stones, sir," said Denham, pointing to a little depression.

Into this one of our makeshift bags was emptied, and the impromptu trough proved quite suitable.
Then the men worked away at lowering and raising the nose-bag buckets, drawing up sufficient in a few minutes for watering half-a-dozen horses at a time.
While this was progressing the Colonel returned from where he had been inspecting the top of the wall, and rearranging the men so as to take the greatest advantage of our position, to make sure the Boers could not break in through the weakest spot--the opening where the wall had fallen.
"Ha!" he said to Denham and me, "you two deserve great credit for hunting out the old underground tank of this ancient fortress.

Now, with plenty of provisions and fodder for the horses, we might hold this place for any length of time.

I think the General ought to know of it, and place two or three companies of foot here.

I see that good shelter might be contrived by drawing some wagon-sheets across the top of these double walls." "Yes, sir--easily," said Denham.