In front, three sluices confined within the basin the collected flood of water which was here very deep.

A broad, thick board, laid across three stout piles, formed the bridge which connected the foot-path sloping down from the forest, with the foot-path on the opposite side.
Towards evening his pickets came and told Vamhidy that a blind beggar wanted to speak to him and in secret, so that nobody could hear.
Szilard ordered the blind man to be led in.

He seemed to be a muscular, athletic fellow with broad shoulders and a huge body--what a pity he was blind.
"Domnule, are we quite alone ?" inquired the blind man when he stood before Vamhidy.
"We are quite by ourselves; what is it you want, my good fellow ?" "Thank you, sir, for calling me a good fellow, for I _was_ good for something once upon a time, and will be so again.

I am the famous Juon Tare whose eyes were burnt out in the Lucsia Cavern when they wanted to catch Fatia Negra, and the monster set the whole cavern on fire.

I want the head of Fatia Negra.