“Set the men to build up rough walls with the stones, twice as strong as you have already.”
“Good! Go on,” cried the chief, while Marcus stood listening with his lips apart, and quivering with excitement the while.
“Then sit fast and wait.”
“Without supplies?”
“Plenty of water from the spring yonder,” growled Serge.
“Food?” said the chief, sharply.
“Foraging parties,” continued Serge.
“Not to be depended upon in this high desert, man.”
“Capture the enemy’s provisions,” said Serge.
“Doubtful, my man,” cried the captain. “Can you propose nothing else?”