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Ruperra threw his pipe aside and jumped to his feet. As he did so there arose a sound of dropping fire and a patter of bullets on the timber of which the house was built. Denton smiled.
"They can keep up that as long as they like," he said. "If the worst comes to the worst they can only smash the windows. If they only confine themselves to bombardment, we can hold out till morning."