"Oh, lawsy," sleepily murmured Billy, "is there another battle started already?"
Schneider at the first report had gone on his bare feet to the nearest window.
"Nix, fellows," he cried, after short observation, "they're not shooting at men this time, it's wild geese they're popping at."
The besieged garrison was adding to its store of eatables by bringing down wildfowl, which flew in abundance over the town.
"Let me in on that."
Henri owned the idea that he was something of a full hand as a Nimrod.
A voice in the doorway: "You will be 'let in' on bigger game than that."
Roque smiled at the youthful enthusiast, and added:
"There is a man's size job for a half-sized man waiting until you shake the sleep out of your system."