"I think the pandies have only one cannon in position, sir," Elliot said. "I"ll take a patrol and have a look."
"No," Jack shook his head. "I"ll take a patrol as soon as it"s dark. You take over here."
Elliot frowned. "No, sir. I protest. The men need you here."
He"s right, damn it!
He"s right, damn it!"All right, Elliot. Take who you think best." Jack ducked as the cannon barked again and a large calibre shot crashed against a stone pillar. "You"d think they"d have some respect for one of their own temples."
Elliot chose O"Neill, Coleman and Thorpe, three Burmese veterans who had experience of fighting in the jungle. They slipped away as the sun set in an orange blaze.
"Arthur can look after himself," Mary murmured.
"I know, but I worry so." Jack admitted his fears.
"I know you do
