We might get a couple of shots at them, but, before we could reload, they would either shoot us down with their bows or spit us with their spears.
Fray Ignacio, seeing the dilemma, drew me aside.
"You will have to do it," he said.

"I am very sorry.

The girls will either be sacrificed or brought up as heathens; but better so than that these devils should be let loose on my poor people, for, albeit some might escape, many would be slaughtered.

Why did you shoot the horse and let the savage and his companion go scathless ?" "You may well ask the question, father.

I see what a grievous mistake I made.