"Redfern, to a certainty!" Jackson exclaimed. "We must go on, and get to the bottom of this mystery. It's horrible to think of what may possibly happen to Beresford."
"Ay, there's something uncanny beyond," Mackenzie said, thoughtfully.
"Whatever they mean by the Eye, it is clear that something gruesome goes on among the little men," said Forrester. "There's nothing for it but to forge ahead, and tackle them if there's the ghost of a chance for us. What do you say? Are you game to stick to it, even if we can't persuade the Nagas to come?"
"Ay, I'm for going on," said Mackenzie.
"I too," said Jackson. "We can but try, and I don't suppose the little men, whoever they are, have rifles. Let us start at once."
CHAPTER VI
THE IRON SHUTTER
"You come with us, Sher Jang?" asked Forrester.
"Sahib, I am your servant," the man replied, simply.
"And you, Hamid?"