ys no longer dared to show themselves in the open,
but took refuge behind trees, whence they endeavored to reply to the
fire on the roof; but even this proved so dangerous that it was not long
before the fire ceased altogether, and they drew off under cover of the
smoke from the burning bungalows.

Isobel Hannay had met Bathurst as he was carrying a sack of earth to the
roof.

"I have been wanting to speak to you, Mr. Bathurst, ever since yesterday
evening, but you have never given me an opportunity. Will you step into
the storeroom for a few minutes as you come down?"

As he came down he went to the door of the room in which Isobel was
standing awaiting him.

"I am not coming in, Miss Hannay; I believe I know what you are going
to say. I saw it in your face last night when I had to tell that tiger
story. You want to say that you are sorry you said that you despised
cowards. Do not say it; you were perfectly right; you cannot despise
me one tenth as much as I despise myself. While you were looking at the
mutineers from the roof I was leaning against the wall below well nigh
fainting. What do you think my feelings must be that here, where every
man is brave, where there are women and children to be defended, I alone
cannot bear my part. Look at my face; I know there is not a vestige of
color in it. Look at my hands; they are not steady yet. It is useless
for you to speak; you may pity me, but you cannot but despise me.
Believe me, that death when it comes will be to me a happy release
indeed from the shame and misery I feel."

Then, turning, he left the girl without another word, and went about
his work. The Doctor had, just before going up to take his place on the
roof, come across him.

"Come in here, my dear Bathurst," he said, seizing his arm and dragging
him into the room which had been given up to him for his drugs and
surgical appliances.

"Let me give you a strong dose of ammonia and ginger; you want a pickup
I can see by your face."

"I want it, Doctor, but I will not take it," Bathurst said. "That is
one thing I have made up my mind to. I will take no spirits to create a
courage that I do not possess."

"It is not courage; it has nothing to do with courage," the Doctor said
angrily. "It is a simple question of nerves, as I have told you over and
over again."

"Call it what you like, Doctor, the result is precisely the same. I do
not mind taking a strong dose of quinine if you will give it me, for I