When this was announced, nobody thought of doubting the wisdom of the Maharajah's decision to shut up the gates of the city, and trust to the improbability of the English venturing to attack him in such small numbers, not knowing his resources.

So that very night, lest any word should go abroad of the strait of the warriors of Chita, the gates were shut.

But all the city knew.

Moti knew.

Sunni knew.
Two days later, Moti and Sunni heard the English bugles half a mile away.