And when they come, if two pikes cannot hold this doorway which they can pass but one at a time, there is no truth in Thermopylae!" "I know naught of that," the other answered, rising nervously to his feet.

"I don't favour heights.

Give me the lee of a wall and fair odds----" "Odds ?" Claude echoed vain-gloriously--but only the stars attended to him--"I would not have another man!" Marcadel seized him by the sleeve.

His voice rose almost to a scream.
"But, by Heaven, there is another man!" he cried.

"There!" He pointed with a shaking hand to the outer corner of the leads, in the neighbourhood of the place where the winch of the portcullis stood.