We could hear the shouts and firing away at the gate, but not a soul was left here to bar our passage.

Even the sentinel's shot had passed unheeded.

There was a low window leading to one of the offices of the castle, through which we clambered.

Next moment we found ourselves standing within the walls of Dunluce.
"_Froach Eilan_!" shouted Ludar, drawing his dirk and waving on his men.
"_Froach Eilan! Ludar_!" shouted we, some of us discharging our pieces to add to the uproar, while one man exploded a swivel gun which stood on the seaward battlement.
The effect was magical.

There was a sudden pause in the fighting at the bridge.