But when the first of August came we could help them no more.

The enemy thronged too closely round us, we were attacked by night and by day, and stone sangars, in which the Swatis lay after dark, were built between us and the tower.

We sent up water to the tower for the last time at half-past nine on a Saturday morning, and it was not until half-past four on the Monday afternoon that the relieving force marched across the bridge down there and set us free." "They were without water for all that time--and in August ?" cried Shere Ali.
"No," the Doctor answered.

"But they would have been had the Sepoy not found his equal.

A bheestie"-- and he nodded his head to emphasise the word--"not a soldier at all, but a mere water-carrier, a mere camp-follower, volunteered to go down to the river.