It would be a different sound altogether if sand was piled up against it." A dozen blows and the fastenings gave, and, sword in hand, the merchant and Francis rushed through.
Both gave a shout of delight.

They were in a room built out at the back of the hut.

It was richly furnished, and hangings of Eastern stuffs covered the walls.

A burning lamp hung from the ceiling.

Two men stood irresolute with drawn swords, having apparently turned round just as the door gave way; for as it did so, two figures struggled to their feet from a couch behind them, for some shawls had been wrapped round their heads, and with a cry of delight rushed forward to meet their rescuers.