"Stop awhile.

When we do fire, let it be to some purpose--let us make sure that some one is hit." Whilst they were talking, two or three bullets pierced the shutters, and flattened themselves upon the ceiling above.
"Those are rifle bullets," remarked one of the young men--"do let us fire." "It is too great a risk to approach the windows at present; keep quiet for a little while; and, when the light is shown again, fire.

But, hark!" continued he, "they are trying to burst open the door.

We can't reach them there without exposing ourselves, and if they should get into the entry it would be hard work to dislodge them." "Let us give them a round; probably it will disperse those farthest off--and those at the door will follow," suggested one of the young men.
"We'll try it, at any rate," replied Walters.

"Take your places, don't fire until I show the light--then pick your man, and let him have it.