One of the others aimed a blow at me, with the butt end of his gun.
Fortunately the weapon caught one of the creepers, and flew out of his hand.

My revolver had in some way stuck, but it all came right just at the moment, and I shot him.

The fourth man bolted.
"When I looked round to see what the Sikh was doing, he was leaning against the tree, with the blood streaming from his leg; the bone having been broken by one of their balls.

Well, sir, I bandaged it up as well as I could, and left him my revolver; so that he might shoot himself, if there was a likelihood of his being captured.

I then set off, as hard as I could go, to fetch assistance for him." "The troops have had a very heavy day, Bullen," the colonel said, gravely.