An order was shouted by a man who was evidently their leader and, pausing, those who were armed with breech loaders fired after the flying horseman; totally disregarding Lisle, who had the satisfaction of finding that his sacrifice had been effectual, for the horse pursued its way without faltering.
When it was out of range, the chief turned to Lisle.

The Afridis value courage above all things, and were filled with admiration at the manner in which this young officer sacrificed himself for his superior.

He signalled to Lisle to accompany him and, surrounded by the tribesmen, he was taken back to the rock from which they had first fired.

Then, guarded by four armed men, he was conducted to a little village standing high among the hills.
"This is just my luck," he said to himself, when he was taken to a room in the principal house.

"Here I am a prisoner again, just as the troops are going to march away.