The four-footed kick did not come off.
Clapperton's poker fell with a clatter on the floor, and a howl went up which electrified both besiegers and besieged.
"Look alive now!" said Wally.

"Let 'em have the water! Keep it up!" For five minutes an almost uninterrupted flow of coloured water poured through the loophole and kept the enemy at bay.

But even a jugful will not last for ever, and presently the squirt gave a dismal groan on the bottom of the basin.
Almost at the same moment an ominous crack proclaimed that the good old door was giving way by degrees under the now renewed attack of the besiegers.
"They'll have it, after all," said Percy.
"Tell you what! Suppose we slip out by the window, and you chaps come and have supper in our room.

Rather a lark, eh?
It's getting a bit slow here.

Nice sell for them too.