'I heard,' she says, 'a number of shots fired, and, looking out, I saw my husband driving furiously from the mess-house, waving his whip.
I ran to him, and, seeing a bearer with my child in his arms, I caught her up, and got into the buggy.

At the mess-house we found all the officers assembled, together with sixty sepoys, who had remained faithful.

We went off in one large party, amidst a general conflagration of our late homes.

We reached the caravanserai at Chattapore the next morning, and thence started for Callinger.

At this point our sepoy escort deserted us.