The animal passions of the mere MAN were aroused--the spiritual force was utterly forgotten.

The excitement of the contest was beginning to tell, and the desire of victory was dominant in the breast of him whose ideas were generally--and should have been now--those of patient endurance and large generosity.

The fight grew closer, hotter, and more terrible.
Suddenly the Prince swerved aside and fell, and within a second Heliobas held him down, pressing one knee firmly against his chest.
From my point of observation I noted with alarm that little by little Ivan ceased his violent efforts to rise, and that he kept his eyes fixed on the overshadowing face of his foe with an unnatural and curious pertinacity.

I stepped forward.

Heliobas pressed his whole weight heavily down on the young man's prostrate body, while with both hands he held him by the shoulders, and gazed with terrific meaning into his fast-paling countenance.