“And somewhere about twelve or fifteen hundred of the enemy in a circle round about.”
“Yes; but they’re standing still,” he said. “Think your Joeboy will make them out?”
“I’m sure of it,” I said.
“That’s right. Then in a few minutes we shall be at them with a rush. I don’t like this fighting in the dark.”
“It will be a shout, a rush, and we shall cut our way right through,” I said.
“Perhaps; but don’t you cut, young fellow. If you come at any one there in front, you give point; don’t waste time in cutting. I say, Val; if I don’t get through, and you can get to where I’m found—”
“What are you talking about?” I whispered sharply.
“About my will,” he said quietly. “I leave you my watch and my sword.”
“And I’ll leave you my rifle and Sandho. He’s a splendid fellow to go.”
“Stuff and nonsense!” said Denham, interrupting me. “You won’t be hurt.”