And once again, Will Peake landed in my very hoof- marks.
"A mortal match!" cried the crowd.
"One leap more," said the alderman, "and if that does not decide--" He was there still, and, worse than before, had caught the little hand that hung at her side in his.

The colour had gone from her face.

I saw that she bit her lips, and for one moment her eyes looked up appealingly and, so it seemed to me, met mine.
Then with my heart swelling big within me, I walked to the starting- point, and ran for my last leap.
It was with all my might that I jumped now, and I cleared two good feet beyond my former distance; so that the onlookers could scarcely shout for amazement.
But I waited neither for their shouts nor for Will's jump, for I knew he could not reach me.

With beating heart, and fingers digging into the palms of my hands, I walked straight to where she stood, pale and trembling.

Her right hand was still his prisoner, and his cursed lips were still at her ear.