“Come along, Chumbley; there’s news, it seems. What is it, Harley?” he continued, as they joined the Resident in the veranda.
“I have just had news from a man I can trust. Murad is getting his people together, and I fear it means trouble.”
“Let it come, then,” said Hilton, firmly. “I’m rather glad.”
“Glad!” said the Resident, sternly; “and with all these women and children under our charge!”
“I was not thinking of them,” said Hilton, warmly, “but of chastising a scoundrel who seems determined to be thrashed.”
“I hope he’ll bring the other fellow too,” said Chumbley.
“Hilton—Chumbley!” said the Resident, sternly. “You think upon the surface. You do not realise what all this trouble means!”