He jumped from his horse, untied with amazing quickness the rope halter from its neck, and started to gag me by winding the thing round my jaw.
I had no time to protest that I would keep faith, and my right hand was tethered to his pommel.

In the grip of these great arms I was helpless, and in a trice was standing dumb as a lamp-post; while Laputa, his left arm round both of mine, and his right hand over the schimmel's eyes, strained his ears like a sable antelope who has scented danger.
There was never a more brutal gagging.

The rope crushed my nose and drove my lips down on my teeth, besides gripping my throat so that I could scarcely breathe.

The pain was so great that I became sick, and would have fallen but for Laputa.

Happily I managed to get my teeth apart, so that one coil slipped between, and eased the pain of the jaws.