"Trees are alive, of course, but they can't walk, can they?
I think there's some one shoving that along." "Why, of course there is," I said.
"Don't fire unless you are obliged," exclaimed the doctor; "and whatever you do, take care.

See how the arrows are coming." For they were pattering about us thickly, and the blacks on our side kept sending them back, but with what result we could not tell, for the savages kept closely within the cover.
It was now drawing towards evening, and the sun seemed hotter than ever; the whole of the sultry ravine seemed to have become an oven, of which our cavern shelter was the furnace.

In fact the heat was momentarily, from the sun's position, and in spite of its being so long past the meridian, growing more and more intense.
Jack Penny had of late grown very silent, but now and then he turned his face towards me with his mouth open, panting with heat and thirst, as uneasily as his dog, whose tongue was hanging out looking white and dry.
"Is there any water there ?" said the doctor suddenly, as he paused in the act of reloading.
"Not a drop," I said, dismally.
"Oh! don't say that," groaned Jack Penny.

"If I don't have some I shall die." "It will be evening soon," said the doctor in a husky voice, "and this terrible heat will be over.

Keep on firing when you have a chance, my lads, but don't waste a shot.