"There are still some five times our number, and they will surely not retire without endeavouring to avenge their defeat.
But I hardly think they will attack the stockade again.

Possibly they will try fire, next time; and it will be harder to fight that than to keep men at bay." The rajah looked serious.
"Yes," he said, "they cannot return to their homes, and say that they have left five hundred dead behind them.

What do you advise ?" "They will hardly attack again today, Rajah; therefore I shall have time to think it over.

But at present, it seems to me that our only course is to shoot down as many of those who bring up firebrands as possible.

We have still a number of long bamboos left, and with these we might thrust away any burning faggots that might be cast against the palisade." The rajah nodded.
"That might be done," he said, "and with success, no doubt." "With success at many points, Rajah; but if they succeed, at only one point, in establishing a big fire against the stockade; we must retire within the wall.