I can see the two of them now as they stood, the white man with his legs far apart, shrieking out curses, and the unhallowed dwarf with his hideous face, and his strong yellow teeth gnashing at us in the light of our lantern.
It was well that we had so clear a view of him.

Even as we looked he plucked out from under his covering a short, round piece of wood, like a school-ruler, and clapped it to his lips.

Our pistols rang out together.

He whirled round, threw up his arms, and with a kind of choking cough fell sideways into the stream.

I caught one glimpse of his venomous, menacing eyes amid the white swirl of the waters.