"Fall in, men! Fall in!" His voice rang sharp and clear, like that of an officer.
"Line up along this beach, and get down low!" he commanded.

"Hold your fire! Hold!--What do you mean ?--What are you doing ?" His voice rose into a scream.
Some one had fired a shot.

At once the thicket was filled with armed men.

Some unknown member of the boat party, standing on the deck behind the leader, had fired at a movement seen in the willows twenty yards away.

The aim was true.