[18] Jemadar, a native commissioned officer, next in rank to the
  subadar.

At this juncture, loud and exulting shouts proclaimed that fresh heart had been given to the besiegers by the arrival of some new reinforcement.  The cause was self-apparent; two guns were being run by hand into position at the gateway barely one hundred yards away.  Two guns, neither then nor now, could face the open within a hundred yards of armed infantry who could freely use their weapons.  But here was a different case.  Driven by the storm of fire all round into rooms without loopholes, and incapable of affording either offensive or defensive fire, the Guides could only get snapshots here and there as occasion offered.

By a curious coincidence the story of those newly-arrived guns was told with almost faithful accuracy, in the brief testimony of a witness who was nearly three miles away.  He said:  “We heard the big guns fire twice, and then there was silence for some time; then they fired once or twice more; and then, after a long interval, one or two more shots.  Perchance, seven or eight shots altogether were fired.”  What to the distant hearer were impressive, unaccountable pauses, were on the scene of action filled with the bravest incidents.  Cooped up as they were with a murderous artillery firing point blank into them at one hundred yards range, and spreading not only death and destruction amongst wounded and unwounded alike, but still further aiding the conflagration, which had by now taken well hold of the buildings, yet still stout of heart the Guides girded up their loins to meet the new encounter.

Dr. Kelly left his wounded, and Jenkyns, the young civilian, took again a sword and pistol, and with the boy Hamilton as their leader, and with twelve staunch and true men of the Guides behind them, they opened the door.  Then charging forth, they quickly crossed the bullet-swept courtyard, and fell with fury on the amazed gunners and the crowd behind the wall.  Shooting, thrusting, and slashing, they killed or routed every man about the guns, and seizing them tried to drag them back.  But here their strength was too small, though great their heart, and though they swung the guns round, and pulled them a few yards, they could not get them away.  The little band was falling fast, right out in the open as it was; and at last the overwhelming tide returned and drove them back with the loss of half their numbers.  Dr. Kelly, too, must in the sortie have received his mortal wound, for though he struggled back with the rest, he was never again seen alive. Requiescat in pace:  physician and soldier, he died a hero’s death.

Again the furious crowd surged up to the guns, recaptured them, slewed them round, and laid them on the door.  Then came the second salvo heard by the distant listener; and again, scarce taking breath, Hamilton made preparations for his new attempt.  “Do you stand here and here; and you two, there and there; and all of you shoot for all you’re worth at the gunners, while I and the rest again charge out and capture the guns,” he said.  “And I come too,” said Jenkyns.