With the pandemonium no one will note the shots, or if they do, will think that more explosions are on the way.

I'll get you out of this nightmare; that's what I was born for." "Nightmare!" "There, now!"-- as Kathlyn leaned dizzily against one of the supports.
"I've gone through a good deal," she said.

Without more ado she pressed the muzzle of the revolver into the keyhole and fired.

She heard a shot behind her, another and another; but she kept on firing into and about the keyhole till the revolver was empty.
A firm hand drew her aside.
"The lion ?" "Gone to sleep.

Let me have a whack at that door." "Where's Ramabai ?" "Went back over the wall.