Blows were showered down with heavy clubs and, although the lads made a desperate resistance, they were beaten to the ground in a short time.

The natives at once twisted strong thongs round their limbs; and then, dragging them from the fire, sat down themselves and proceeded to roast the remains of the boys' deer meat.
"This is a bad business indeed, Tom," Ned said.

"These men doubtless take us for Spaniards.

They certainly must belong to the other side of the mountains, for their appearance and language are altogether different to those of the people we have been staying with.

These men are much smaller, slighter, and fairer.