Sapt told me afterwards that he killed a man, and I believe him; but I saw no more of him.

With a cut, I split the head of a fellow on a brown horse, and he fell to the ground.

Then I found myself opposite a big man, and I was half conscious of another to my right.

It was too warm to stay, and with a simultaneous action I drove my spurs into my horse again and my sword full into the big man's breast.

His bullet whizzed past my ear--I could almost swear it touched it.