He looked round and saw Juanna standing near the bridge like one who hesitates whether to fly or stay.
"Sirs," gasped Leonard, "I have fought and I have won.

Now let me go in peace with the girl.

Is the man alive ?" A ring of men had crowded round the body of Xavier, and in their centre knelt the priest Francisco.

At this moment he rose and said: "It is useless to minister to him; he is no more." The slavers looked at Leonard with awe not unmixed with admiration.

Who had ever seen such a thing, that one whose strength had been a byword should be slain with the naked fist?
They forgot that it is easy to kill the man whose head rests upon a stone.
Presently, however, their wonder gave way to rage.