They only just miss being cannibals.

I should not be surprised at it, but I declare that they shall not eat me without my protesting." "Calm yourself, friend Ned, calm yourself," replied Conseil, quietly.
"Do not cry out before you are hurt.

We are not quite done for yet." "Not quite," sharply replied the Canadian, "but pretty near, at all events.

Things look black.

Happily, my bowie knife I have still, and I can always see well enough to use it.