A yell of consternation rose from those around him.

Two more shots then rang out, and two more chiefs fell.
The others shouted to their men, and a furious rush forward was made.

Harry snatched up a spear, lying by the side of a native who had fallen; shouted to the rajah's guard of twenty men--who were in the yard below, as a reserve in case the enemy gained a footing at any point of the wall--to come up, and then joined in the fight.
The assailants fought with such fury that, for a time, the issue was doubtful.

Several times, three or four succeeded in throwing themselves over the wall; but only to be cut down, before they could be joined by others.

At last the Malays drew off, amid the exultant shouts of the defenders.
In a short time, the attack became more feeble at all points.