The brow of the precipice over the cave--" "I've got a wire fence there, and a gatling.

They won't drop any rocks down on us." "Well, and the glass-cylinder dynamite torpedoes ?" "That's attended to.

It's the prettiest garden that was ever planted.

It's a belt forty feet wide, and goes around the outer fence--distance between it and the fence one hundred yards--kind of neutral ground that space is.

There isn't a single square yard of that whole belt but is equipped with a torpedo.