Again the tomahawk descended, and again a man fell dead without a sound.
Shif'less Sol and Paul wrenched at their thongs, but they could not move them.

Braxton Wyatt laughed aloud.

It was strange to see how fast one with a bad nature could fall when the opportunities were spread before him.

Now he was as cruel as the Indians themselves.

Wilder and shriller grew the chant of the savage queen.