CHAPTER EIGHTJimmy held her tightly in his arms.
“I will make you love me!” he cried.
“But I do, I do!” Vivian replied and strangely his face changed and altered to become the face of Captain Alexander.
She struggled and woke to find that she had been dreaming and it was not human arms that held her tightly but her narrow sleeping bag confining her limbs.
A shot rang out and then another one and, with her heart beating wildly, Vivian struggled to her feet and crawled to the tent opening. Outside she could easily see by the light of the moon that her father was standing a few feet away and firing at two men on horses who were galloping off, leading a riderless steed between them.
Surdar and the coolies then came running shouting and calling out. Surdar fired as well, but in a few momen
