[Mother Carey’s Chicken by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookMother Carey’s Chicken CHAPTER FOURTEEN 5/8
"I'll lay a wager, Gregory, that our friends don't make such another shot as that to-day." Then followed a few minutes of painful inaction, which seemed drawn out to hours.
While the prau swept slowly in, the sun beat down with terrible force, and there was not a breath of wind to cool the burning air.
Fortunately, though, the little stream gurgled among the stones, and was so handy that the men had but to scoop out holes in the sand, or to form them by turning over some huge stone, to have in a few minutes tiny pools of clear cool water with which to slake their thirst. On came the prau, with her swarthy crew crowding her bamboo decks, and their dark skins shining in the sun.
Their spears bristled, and as they leaned over the side and peered eagerly among the bushes, the party ashore felt to a man that once they were in the power of so savage-looking a crew no mercy must be expected. The men lay close, and to the enemy there was nothing to indicate that there would be any defence. This seemed to make the Malays more careless, for they came on excitedly, and, as it was about low water, made no difficulty in that calm sea of running their vessel's prow right ashore. Then there was a few minutes' pause, which the defending party did not understand. "I see," said Mr Gregory, at last; "they're getting the lelah in a better place, so as to have another shot at us before the men charge." The first-mate was right, for all at once there was a loud roar, and a charge of stones, it seemed, came hurtling over their heads, and flew up, to break down twigs and huge leaves from the trees, while, as the smoke rose, the Malays leaped overboard on either side, yelling excitedly, splashing in the water, and then began to wade ashore. "Eighty yards is a long shot," said the major just then, "but I may as well give them a taste of our quality." "No; wait a few moments," said Gregory, for the men were collecting in a cluster, and directly after began to rush up the sands toward the opening, yelling furiously and shaking their spears, ready to hurl. "Now," said the mate. By this time the Malays were little over fifty yards away, and taking careful aim low down the major drew both triggers so quickly, one after the other, that the report was almost simultaneous. The smoke as it cleared away unveiled a strange scene of men running here and there evidently in pain, others were spluttering about and leaping in the water, others were returning hurriedly toward the prau, while about a dozen still came on yelling with rage and brandishing their spears. "Now," said the major, "fire steadily--gunners only.
Pistols quiet." Two shots followed, then two more, and the effect was an instantaneous retreat.
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