I shrank back a little among the trees, and for a few minutes we watched the troop go through some of the regular evolutions, passing us on their way down the plain, at a distance of about two hundred yards, and I trembled lest our horses should select that moment for whinnying or trying to break away. But they were quiet, and the cavalcade went slowly on at a walk towards where our men ought to be in ambush. Then I turned to look at Brace, whose left hand was fidgeting with the hilt of his sword, lifting it nervously, and dropping it again as he watched the guns; and I could see the veins in his temples throbbing heavily. "Why does he not act?" I said to myself. "We shall lose our chance." And on went the troop till they were nearly half a mile to our left, and I was in despair. "If all has gone right, they will soon be abreast of our men," said Brace, as if thinking to himself. "I hope they are all well hidden." "And so do I," I thought. "But why have you let the chance go by?" "Look at them, Gil, lad," he said, more loudly. "Doesn't it make your heart beat to hear the rattle of the wheels and the snorting of the horses? Bah! it seems an insult to the poor brutes to have them mounted by that cowardly mutinous crew." Just then we heard an order given, and could we see the rajah seated alone with his sword flashing as he held it high in air; and I was obliged to own myself that he looked a noble specimen of a barbaric chief, sitting his horse as he did to perfection. Then, as we watched, the troop wheeled to the right, went forward for a hundred yards, and then wheeled again, and advanced at a trot, their course taking them back in a line parallel to that they had followed in passing us at first. The trotting fell far short of the walk past; and, as they were abreast, on their way back toward the town, Brace muttered, but so that I could hear-- "If they would only leave the horses alone, they would keep the line far better!" I looked at him in astonishment, for his conduct seemed in dead opposition to our plans, and still he made no sign; and at last, flushed, excited, and angry with him for losing what I looked upon as splendid opportunities, I said aloud-- "Isn't it time to act?" "Eh?" he exclaimed, with a start. "No; not yet. Wait! They'll wheel again directly, and form a line in front of the houses. Yes; there they go. That will be our time. Yes; there goes the order." He was right; the troop was wheeled, and in another minute or two they were half across the plain, with the third gun about level with the centre of the village, when the rajah rode out into the front, raised his sword in the air, and the troop halted. Then, faintly heard, came another order, and men and guns came to the front, ready for a second advance down the plain and past us, probably at a trot. "Hah!" ejaculated Brace, drawing back quickly. "Ready, Gil?" "Yes," I cried hoarsely.