We will not have it." Those who were landing turned their black faces upwards in surprise, for they had not seen us.

But from one of the waiting boats behind, half a dozen shots rang out in a sudden blaze of light, and the Senechal fell back among us, and our men began a hot fire at the boats from behind their rocks.
I ran to M.Le Couteur, as I had no weapons but a cutlass and pistols, and these were only for close work.

He was bleeding in the head and chest, but said he thought the wounds were not serious.
"See that some of them don't slip away to the Creux or Dixcart, while we're busy with the others here, Carre," he said, as I tied up his head with his own kerchief, and then dragged him down into a little hollow where no shots could reach him.
There was much cursing and shouting down below, and a satisfactory amount of groaning also, and our men fired and loaded without stopping and said no word.

The landing-place and the rocks above were thick with smoke, which came swirling up in great coils, so that I could see nothing, though I could hear enough and to spare.
I scrambled down the side of Pignon, bending among the rocks lest they should see me, and so came out on to the larger rocks, inside which lies the landing-place.

I was thus in the rear of the Herm men, with the open sea behind me, and a glance told me that the Senechal's fears were justified.