Then his strong arms began to tell.

He was confident of victory, and calmer than his antagonist; but it was like fighting a flame, so fierce and rapid were Gabriel's strokes.
Little Malacca looked on in amazement and terror.

"Don't! don't!" cried he, as he saw the faces of the fighters.

"Oh, don't! Abel, you'll kill him!" For Abel was now fully aroused.

He was seriously hurt by Gabriel's blows.
"Don't! there's somebody coming!" cried Little Malacca, with the tears in his eyes, as the sound of a carriage was heard driving down the hill.
The combatants said nothing.