y.

The gates of the Palace closed on the last of Pango Dooni's men, and
with a wild cry they rode like a monstrous wave upon the rebel mob.
There was no preparation to resist the onset. The rush was like a storm
out of the tropics, and dread of Pango Dooni's name alone was as death
among them.

The hillsmen clove the besiegers through like a piece of pasteboard,
and turning, rode back again through the broken ranks, their battle-call
ringing high above the clash of steel. Again they turned at the Palace
wall, and, gathering impetus, they rode at the detached and battered
segments of the miserable horde, and once more cut them down, then
furiously galloped towards the Residency.

They could hear one gun firing intermittently, and the roars of Boonda
Broke's men. They did not call or cry till within a few hundred yards
of the Residency Square. Then their battle-call broke forth, and Boonda
Broke turned to see seven hundred bearing down on his ten thousand, the
black flag with the yellow sunburst over them.

Cumner, the Governor, and McDermot heard the cry of the hillsmen, too,
and took heart.

Boonda Broke tried to divide his force, so that half of them should face
the hillsmen, and half the Residency; but there was not time enough;
and his men fought as they were attacked, those in front against Pango
Dooni, those behind against Cumner. The hillsmen rode upon the frenzied
rebels, and were swallowed up by the great mass of them, so that they
seemed lost. But slowly, heavily, and with ferocious hatred, they drove
their hard path on. A head and shoulders dropped out of sight here and
there; but the hillsmen were not counting their losses that day, and
when Pango Dooni at last came near to Boonda Broke the men he had lost
seemed found again, for it was like water to the thirsty the sight of
this man.

But suddenly there was a rush from the Residency Square, and thirty men,
under the command of Cumner, rode in with sabres drawn.

There was a sudden swaying movement of the shrieking mass between Boonda
Broke and Pango Dooni, and in the confusion and displacement Boonda
Broke had disappeared.

Panic and flight came after, and the hillsmen and the little garrison
were masters of the field.

"I have paid the debt of the mare," said Pango Dooni, laughing.

"No debt is paid till I see the face of my son," answered Cumner
anxiously.

Pango Dooni pointed with his sword. "In the Palace yard," said he.

"In the Palace