[Gascoyne, The Sandal Wood Trader by R. M. Ballantyne]@TWC D-Link bookGascoyne, The Sandal Wood Trader CHAPTER XXXI 3/39
Neither do I wish to run the risk of killing my friends in a scrimmage, if they are so foolish as to resist me; therefore I am particular about the men you have told off for this duty. Where did you say they are to meet us ?" "Close by de point, mass'r." A few minutes' walk brought them to the point, where the men were awaiting them.
As far as Ole could judge, by the dim light of a few stars that struggled through the cloudy sky, they were eleven as stout fellows as any warrior could desire to have at his back in a hand-to-hand conflict.
They were all natives, clothed much in the same manner as Sambo, and armed with heavy clubs; for, as we have seen, Thorwald was resolved that this should be a bloodless victory. "Whereabouts is the boat ?" whispered Ole to his henchman, as he groped his way down the rocky slopes toward the shore. "'Bout two hondr'd yards more farder in front," said Sambo. "Then I'll place the men here," said Ole, turning to the natives, who were following close at his heels.
"Now, boys, remain under cover of this rock till I lead you on to the attack; and, mind what I say to you,--_no killing_! Some of the party are my friends; d'ye understand? I don't want to do them a damage; but I do want to prevent their letting off as great a villain, I believe, as ever sailed the ocean under a black flag--only his was a red one, because of his extreme bloody-mindedness, no doubt, which led him to adopt the color of blood. We will attack them in the rear; which means, of course, by surprise; though I must confess that style of warfare goes much against the grain with me.
There are just four men, I am told, besides the pirate.
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