Mentioning it to Lakla, she gave a little cry of vexation, a command to her attendant; and not long that faithful if unusual lady had returned with a tray of the glasses.

Raising mine, I saw the lines furthest away leap into sudden activity.

Spurred warrior after warrior leaped upon the barricade and over it.

Flashes of intense, green light, mingled with gleams like lightning strokes of concentrated moon rays, sprang from behind the wall--sprang and struck and burned upon the scales of the batrachians.
"They come!" whispered Lakla.
At the far ends of the crescent a terrific milling had begun.

Here it was plain the _Akka_ were holding.