He stood over the body on the ground, and looked down upon it through the morning mists.
Then suddenly he went mad.

His broad hat fell from his head, and his long hair seemed to stand up.

Also his beard grew big and bristled like the feathers of a bird in frosty weather.

He turned on Hernan Pereira.
"You devil!" he shouted, and his voice sounded like the roar of a wild beast; "you devil, you have murdered my daughter! Because you could not get Marie for yourself, you have murdered her.

Well, I will pay you back!" Without more ado he lifted his gun and fired straight at Hernan Pereira, who sank slowly to the ground and lay there groaning.
Just then I grew aware that horsemen were advancing upon us, a great number of horsemen, though whence they came at that time I did not know.
One of these I recognised even in my half-drunken state, for he had impressed himself very vividly upon my mind.