More than one of those who came thus had slight wounds on them, but they did not heed them.
"Keep still, lad," said my friend as he hurried away.

"The men are savage.

We are getting the worst of it--not for the first time." Savage enough the men were, and I saw that the advice was good; so I sat down on the steering bench and went on watching.

But I was not long left in peace.

The noise of the fight came closer and closer, and the wounded crept in a piteous stream to us.