Then with a yell of "The Child!" they sprang forward, taking the enemy unawares and fighting like demons, inflicted great loss upon them before they fell themselves covered with wounds.
"Brave men indeed!" said Marut approvingly.

"Well, now they are all at peace with the Child, where doubtless we shall find them ere long." I nodded but answered nothing.

To tell the truth, I was too much engaged in nursing the remains of my own courage to enter into conversation about that of other people.
This fierce and cunning stratagem of desperate men which had cost their enemies so dear, seemed to infuriate the Black Kendah.
At us came the whole mob of them--we were but six now--roaring "Jana! Jana!" and led by a grey-beard who, to judge from the number of silver chains upon his breast and his other trappings, seemed to be a great man among them.

When they were about fifty yards away and I was preparing for the worst, a shot rang out from above and behind me.

At the same instant Greybeard threw his arms wide and letting fall the spear he held, pitched from his horse, evidently stone dead.