“We must make for our last refuge, Doctor,” said Bracy at last.
“Yes, and none too soon,” was his reply; “but first of all let’s have as much of the bedding as we can get taken to the other room to form a breastwork. Half you men retire and carry mattresses and blankets till you are ordered to cease.”
This was done, and then the order was given, just as the enemy was making one of its most savage attacks, the men pressing on with all their might, till a volley was fired which made them recoil. It was only to recover themselves and pour fiercely in through the dense smoke, to begin yelling with rage as they found by degrees that the long ward was empty, and a fresh barrier of bayonets bristling ready for them at the farther door, where a couple of charpoys had been hastily thrown across one upon the other, and piled on the top was all the bedding, principally rough straw mattresses and blankets—a slight enough breastwork, but impervious to sword-cuts, while to reach over in order to make a blow was to expose whoever struck to a deadly bayonet-thrust. Here the defence was gallantly maintained again, the attack as fiercely made, till the floor became wet with blood, and several of the carnage-seeking enemy slipped and fell, either to crawl or be dragged away by their companions.
“It’s getting to be a matter of minutes now,” said the Doctor in a whisper to Bracy. “This is the last of it.”
“The window,” said Bracy, calmly enough now. “Take Mrs Gee and help her out. Then you and Gedge climb out, and drop down; you may make your escape in the darkness. You hear, Mrs Gee?”
“Yes, sir, I hear,” said the woman in her sourest tones; “but my man told me I was to stick to my patients, no matter what happened.”
“And I order you to escape.”
“Yes, sir; but I’m not one of your men,” said the woman, with a triumphant masterful ring in her words, “and under your orders; but you are my patient and under mine. So you go and get as many of the poor boys away with you as you can. Off with you, Gedge; you’re as bad as any of them, in spite of your brag. Then you others follow, one at a time; me and the Doctor can’t leave, the rest, and we’re going to stay.”
“Go!” said Gedge sharply. “Go and leave my comrades and my orficer as can’t help theirselves. Not me!”
There was a low murmur at this, and then a cessation of all words in the desperate defence forced upon the little party; for, as if maddened by the long resistance, and utterly reckless of the losses they had suffered, the Ghazis came on, howling and bounding to the door, leaping up and reaching in to strike downward with all their force, and generally paying the penalty of death; for even with their swords extended to the full extent of the holders’ arms, not once was a damaging cut inflicted.