But I had to throw a stone.

I am thankful, senor, that my aim was good." Tom now discovered that blood was coming from a wound in Gato's head.

Moreover, the rascal was beginning to moan.

He would soon recover consciousness.
"Do you know how to use this, senor ?" Nicolas asked, as he passed over a small coil of stout hempen cord.
"I think we can fix the fellow," Tom nodded.

"Roll him over, Harry, and hold him.