"Where are you, Teddy?"
"Here, on the side of the hill. Come this way."
"I can't. I'm nearly buried in the sand."
From the direction of the voice Teddy knew his friend had been thrown quite a distance down the hill, and he cried:
"Keep on shouting so I can find you."
"Don't move! Wait for another flash of lightning!"
It was Cummings who had spoken, and an instant later Jake was heard begging for help.
The little party were hurled violently forward, and then intense darkness ensued. See page [268].
"All the rocks of the fort must be on top of me. Will somebody help pull them away."