Her father put aside the ringlets from her brow and kissed her. "Let us hope for the best," said he. "If these demonstrations be hostile, troops from the garrisons must be on the march; the colony is ill prepared for war, and the Dutch farmers, to say the least, are uncertain; but, if once the word to arm is given, thousands of brave and ready burghers will be up and stirring; for, however incredulous the authorities may have been, the settler has slept with arms in hand: and now, let us hold a council of war." So saying, he opened a door leading from the stoep to the eating-room, and, desiring Griqua Adam to arm the trustiest herds, and place them as sentinels in the kraals and angles of the outbuildings, he sat down with his family and guests to confer as speedily as might be on the present emergency. What it was immediately necessary to guard against was the stealthy advance of the enemy on the right; certain duties were also assigned to the ladies; poor Marion's white lips sadly belied the readiness with which she obeyed her father in telling off percussion-caps by dozens. To be sure, Ormsby seated himself beside her to assist her in the task, and the calmness of her mother and elder sister was her best incentive to courage. A strange sight it would have been to English eyes to see Mrs Daveney and her elder daughter bringing the muskets from the store-room, Mr Daveney and Frankfort piling them in readiness for those whom Griqua Adam had summoned to receive them in a trellised passage at the back of the dining-room. In a few minutes a very fair plan of operations was sketched out for the instruction especially of the two officers, each having a particular post allotted him. Poor May, who had been patiently sitting on the stoep awaiting his master's decision, at last tapped in despair at the door, which Mr Daveney, a little disconcerted by the interruption, opened. "Ah! sir," said the poor bushman, "I am heart-sore for my wife and child; they must be in danger, for these schelms are all round us. Come out, sir, once more. Oh! master," observing Frankfort advancing, "the _vrouw_ and the _kiut_ will be murdered;" and thereupon poor May-- merry-hearted, honest, hopeful, keen-witted May--sat down upon the ground, and cried like a child. "Something must be done, certainly, for this poor fellow," said Mr Daveney; "let us at once arm the people, and steal out cautiously to reconnoitre."