Savrola: A Tale of the Revolution in LauraniaChurchill, Winston
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Savrola: A Tale of the Revolution in Laurania
Churchill, Winston
Political fiction; Revolutions -- Fiction
"I thought it was a bad business all through," replied the other; "and
when they brought the guns up it was a certainty."
"It wasn't the guns that did us," said the Lancer Subaltern, who had no
exaggerated idea of the value of artillery; "we wanted some cavalry."
"We wanted more men," answered the Gunner, not anxious at that moment
to argue the relative values of the different arms. "These rear-guard
actions are the devil."
"There was a damned sight more action than there was rear-guard about
that last bit," said Tiro. "Do you suppose they cut up the wounded?"
"Every one of them, I should think; they were like wolves at the end."
"What's going to happen now?"
"They're going to come in here and finish us off."
"We'll see about that," said Tiro. His cheery courage could stand a
prolonged test. "The fleet will be back soon; we shall hold this place
till then."
The palace was indeed not unsuited to defence. It was solidly built of
stone. The windows were at some distance from the ground and the lower
strongly barred, except on the garden-side, where the terrace and its
steps gave access to the long French windows. But it was evident that
a few good rifles could forbid the bare and narrow approaches in that
quarter. Indeed it seemed as though the architect must have
contemplated the occasion that had now arrived, for he had almost built
a stronghold disguised as a palace. The side which faced the square
seemed to afford the best prospects to an assault; yet the great gate
was protected by two small towers containing guard-rooms, and the wall
of the courtyard was high and thick. As it seemed, however, that on
this front the enemy would be able to use their numbers to the greatest
effect, the majority of the little garrison were concentrated there.
The rebels were wisely and cautiously led. They did not at once push
on to the attack of the palace; sure of their prey they could afford to
wait. Meanwhile the surviving adherents of the Government endeavoured
to make their last foothold secure. Rough-hewn cobblestones from the
pavements of the courtyard were prized up, and the windows were with
these converted into loopholes through which the garrison might fire
without much exposure. The gates were closed and barred, and
preparations made to strut them with baulks of timber. Ammunition was
distributed. The duty and responsibility of each section of the
defence was apportioned to the various officers. The defenders
recognised that they had entered on a quarrel which must be carried to
a definite conclusion.
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