The loud click, click—click, click gave the alarm.
"Who's that?" cried Mr. Kenyon, springing up.
"It is I, Sahib—Sree," came in the familiar voice.
"Yes! What is it?" said Mr. Kenyon, and as he spoke the clicking of gun-cocks, in company with a quick movement, told plainly enough that the other two occupants of the cabin were awake, and well on the alert for whatever danger there might be.
"Adong has come, Sahib," said Sree, whose voice trembled.
"Adong? What does this mean—is it some treachery?"
"I fear so, Sahib," said Sree huskily.
"And you have come to warn us?"
"Yes, Sahib."
"Come in here, then. Harry, hand this man a gun and ammunition. You,
Sree—there is a boat out there?"