The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-06-23

head Of another man. Now b ives too late
for him to got through the window place
safely; II he attemptedit he would be stabbed
In the back.
So. grasping his sword with both hands,
! Peter leaped at the man. aiming greatstroke
at his shadowy mass. II fell upon him some
where; down he went and lay quite still.
By now the second man had his knee upon
the edge Of flooring. Peter thrust him
through. and he fell backward on TO the
heads Of others who were following him.
sweeping the ladder with his weight. 90 that
all Of them tumbled in q heap at Its foot,
v n who hung to the edge Of the trap
frame by his hands.
Peter slammed it's door to. crushing them
90 that he loosed his grip with a howl. Then,
as he had nothing else. he dragged the body
Of the dead man TO if and left him there.
Next he rushed to the window, sheathing
his sword as he ran. scrambled through 1t,
and. hanging by his arms, let himself drop,
coming TO the ground safely. for he was
very agile, and in the excitement Of the fray
forgot the hurt to his head and shoulder.
Where now?' asked Castell. as he stood
by him painting,
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useless; we have no time to saddle them,
and the outer gate Is looked. The wall
the wall-we must climb it! They will be
after US In q minute" =
They ran thither and found that. though
ten feet high, fortunately It was built OF
rough stone. which gave an easy foothold.
Peter scrambled up first. then. lying across
it's top. stretched down his hand TO Castell,
and with dih1culty-for the man was heavy
and crippled-dragged him to his side.
Just then they heard a voice from their
garnet shout;
THE English devils have gone' Get to
the door and out them Of"
Come on said Peter.
So together they climbed, or rather fell,
down the wall on TO a mass Of prickly pear
bush. which broke the shock but tore them
90 sorely in a SCORE Of places that they
could have shrieked with the pain. Some
how they freed themselves, and bleeding
| all over broke from that aooursed bush,
struggled up the bank Of the ditch in which
it grew, ran for the road and along II
toward Granada.
Before they had gone a hundred yards
they heard shoutings and guessed that
they were being followed. Just here the
road crossed a ravine null Of boulders and
rough scrubby growth, whereas beyond II
was bare and open.
Peter seized Castell and dragged him
up this ravine till they came to q place
where there was q kind Of hole behind a
great stone filed with bushes and tall
I dead grass, into which they plunged and
hid themselves.
Draw your sword he said to Castell,
IF they find us We will die as we'll as we
can
He obeyed, holding IL in his left hand.
They heard the robbers run along the
road, then, soeing. that they had missed
their victims, these returned again, five
or six Of them, and began to search the
ravine. But the light was very bad, for
| here the rays Of the moon did not pene-
trate, and they could find nothing. Pres
emily two OF them halted within FIVE PAGES
Of them and began to talk. saying that the
swine must still be hidden in the yard
or perhaps had doubled back for Motril.
Il don't know where they were hidden,
answered the other man; but this 10 a pool
business. Fat Pedro's arm is out clear
of and / expect he will bleed to death,
l while TWO OF inc Otn0T ioliOWb bIo uo0o vi
dying, for that long legged Englishmar
hits hard, to cay nothing OF those who dranl
| the drugEed wine and look as though they
would never wake.
yes, a poor business to get q few doub'
looms and please a priest, but, oh. IL l hao
the hogs here II And he Kissed out
a horrible threat. Meanwhile We had best
lie up at the mouth Of this place in cas-
| they should still be hidden here
Peter heard, and listened. ALI the othel
men had gone running back along the road
His blood was up, and the thorn prick
stung him sorely. Saying no word, out o.
his lair he came with that terrible sworc
of his aloft.
The men caught sight Of him and gave
a gasp Of fear. 1t was the last sound tina
one Of them ever uttered. Then the othel
turned and ran like a deer. II was be WHIT
had uttered the threat.
'Stop!' whispered Peter, as he overtool
him, stop, and do what you promised
The brute turned and asked for mercy
but got O
sIt was needful," said Peter to Castel
presently; you heard-they were going Il
wait for US
Il do not think that they will try to muir
der any more Englishmen at that inn,
painted Castell as he ran beside him.