'We'll disappoint him, for we won't be worried, old man.
We three are beyond that kind of fear.' 'Meanwhile we're going to do the best we can,' I said.

'He's got the exact range for his whizz-bangs.

We've got to find a hole somewhere just outside the _castrol_, and some sort of head-cover.

We're bound to get damaged whatever happens, but we'll stick it out to the end.
When they think they have finished with us and rush the place, there may be one of us alive to put a bullet through old Stumm.

What do you say ?' They agreed, and after our meal Sandy and I crawled out to prospect, leaving the others on guard in case there should be an attack.