"The one they call Shif'less Sol, and we have not got him.

As long as a single one of them is free we are in danger." The Spaniard laughed.
"You exaggerate their powers," he said.

"We have nothing to fear from one wandering hunter." "But this man, Shif'less Sol, is full of cunning," said Braxton Wyatt.
The Spaniard's only reply was to hold his head a little higher.

It was his plan now to assume his haughtiest manner.

The little fear that he had done wrong, that his act in forcing Paul into the ring against a professional swordsman, a gladiator as it were, was mediaeval, and that harm might come to him from it, clung to him.