Everything seemed as usual; Uncle Lambert, in evening dress, was playing desultory s.n.a.t.c.hes from _Ruddigore_. Mrs. Jolliffe came down presently, and he took her in to dinner with one of his tiresome jokes. No one seemed at all anxious about poor Tinling, fighting all alone down in the paddock.

She curled herself up on a settee by one of the open windows, and listened, trying to catch the sound of Indian yells. "Hazel," she said anxiously, "do you think the Indians will hurt Tinling?"

Hazel gave a little laugh. "I don"t think the army"s in any very great danger, Cis," she replied.

"Hazel doesn"t believe there are any Indians at all," explained Hilary.

"Well," said Cecily, softly, "I"ve kept the army out of danger, whether there are or not!"

But she felt relieved by her sisters" evident tranquillity, and by-and-by, when Mrs. Jolliffe came in from the dining-room and settled down with her embroidery as if there were not the least chance of a savage coming whooping in the open window, Cecily almost forgot her fears.

They came back in full force, however, as, a little later on, she heard a quick, light step on the gravel outside, and started with a little scream of terror. "Don"t tell them where the army are!" she cried; and then she saw that her alarm was needless, for it was the gallant General who stepped into the room. Hazel looked up from the alb.u.m which she was making for a children"s hospital, Hilary threw away her book, Mrs.

Jolliffe had ceased to embroider, but that was because she was peacefully dozing.

"Victory!" said Clarence, waving his sword.

"Then they did come?" cried Cecily, triumphantly.

"Rather!" he replied. "I couldn"t tell how many there were, but they were overcome with panic at the first discharge. I fancy _these_ Indians had never heard firearms before."

"How funny that we shouldn"t have heard any now!" remarked Hazel, resting her chin on her palms, while her grey eyes had a rather mocking sparkle in them.

"Not funny at all," he said, "considering the wind was the other way. I let them come on, and then poured a volley into the thickest part of their ranks--that made them waver, and then I made a sortie, and you should have just seen them scuttle!"

"I wish I had," said Hazel, as she pasted another Christmas card into her alb.u.m. "And weren"t you wounded at all?"

"A mere scratch," he said lightly (which is what book-heroes always say).

"It looks as if you had been amongst the gooseberry-bushes," said Hilary, examining his arm as he pulled up his sleeve.

"Does it? Well, I only know it"s lucky for me there were no poisoned arrows."

"Oughtn"t you to have it burnt, though, Clarence, just in case?"

suggested Cecily, in all good faith; "there"s sure to be a red-hot poker in the kitchen."

But Clarence was very decidedly of opinion that such a precaution was not necessary.

"And you"re quite sure the Indians are all gone?" she asked.

"There isn"t one of "em within miles," he said confidently, "I"ll answer for that."

"Then come upstairs with me, and we"ll let the army out. They"ll be in such a temper!"

They found the two boys, who had tired of kicking and shouting by that time, sitting gloomily on the long seats in the dark.

"Guy, dear--Jack," said Cecily, timidly, "you can come out now. Clarence has beaten the Indians."

"Without us?" groaned Guy. "Cecily, I"ll never speak to you again!

Tinling, I--we--you don"t think we funked, do you? She locked us up here!"

All the General"s native magnanimity came out now.

"We won"t say any more about it," he said. "It was rather a close shave, with only one man to do it all. But, there, I managed somehow, and perhaps it was just as well you weren"t there. The first rush was no joke, I can tell you."

Jack punched his own head with both hands.

"Oh, it"s too bad!" he said--he was almost in tears. "They"ll all think we deserted you! Did you kill many of them, Tinling?"

"I didn"t see any corpses," he replied; "but I shouldn"t be surprised if some of them died when they got home."

"They may come again to-morrow night," said Jack, more cheerfully.

"Not much fear of that--they"ve had their lesson. They were seized with utter panic."

"Which way did they go?" asked Guy, evidently bent on pursuing them.

"Oh, in all directions. But you wouldn"t catch them up now; they ran too fast for me even!"

"Then I shall go to bed," said the entire army, in great depression. "It is a shame we couldn"t be there. Good-night, General." And, pointedly ignoring poor Cecily, they marched off to their quarters. She looked wistfully after them.

"They"ll never forgive me--I know they won"t!" she said to Tinling.

"Don"t you mind," he said, "you acted very wisely. And, after all, these raw young troops can never be depended on under fire, you know--I mean, under arrows."

Cecily drew herself up a little haughtily.

"I locked them in because I didn"t want them to get hurt," she said, "not because I thought they"d be afraid."

Uncle Lambert did not hear about the result of the engagement until the following day, but then, to make up for any delay, he heard a good deal about it. Even Clarence was not quite prepared for the enthusiasm he showed.

"Splendid, my boy, splendid!" he kept repeating, while he hit him rather hard on the back; "you"re a hero. A grateful country ought to give you the Bath for it. I shall take care this affair is generally known."

And the poor army looked on with hot cheeks and envious eyes. But for Cecily, they might have been heroes, too!

Even Hazel seemed to have understood that a really brilliant victory had been achieved; she brought Tinling a magnificent flag of pink glazed calico, on which she had painted in crimson letters: "Indians" Terror."

"I did not think of making the motto "Seven at one blow,"" she said, with a mischievous dimple.

"I like the other best," said the General, unsuspectingly.

Jack and Guy went down to the camp as usual, but for some time they were in very low spirits, in spite of their commander"s well-meant efforts to raise them.

"You"ll do better next time," he said kindly.

"But we"ve told you over and over again how it was!" they would exclaim.

"Yes, I know, I know. It"s all right. I"m not complaining: I never expected you to be as cool as I was, your first time." But even this did not seem to console the army to any large extent; they hunched their shoulders and kicked pebbles about with great apparent interest.