Besides, in such a strait our horses may fail us, and refuse the ground.

In any event, we shall not descend upon them with the same force as we shall carry if we wait until they come into a straight line with us.

The shadows here will screen us from them meanwhile." "You are right, Lord Count.

We will wait," was the ready answer.

And what time they waited he grumbled lustily.
"To be caught in such a trap as this! Body of Satan! It was a madness to have met in a hut with but one approach." "We might perhaps have retreated down the cliff behind," said Francesco.
"We might indeed--had we been sparrows or mountain cats.