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We did not, therefore, anticipate any danger from that source. We started after nightfall, taking with us three of our best men Lincoln, Chane, and Raoul. The boy Jack was also of the party. We were mounted on such horses as could be had. The major had kept his word with me, and I bestrode the black a splendid thoroughbred Arab.
For the lordes here han folk of certeyn nombre, als thei may suffise: but the grete Chane hathe every day folke at his costages and expenses, as with outen nombre.
The next moment a dozen forms dropped to the ground; and, before we could draw sword or pistol, myself and comrade were bound hand and foot and flung upon our backs. At the same instant we heard a scuffle down by the pond. Two or three shots were fired; and a few minutes after a crowd of men came up, bringing with them Chane, Lincoln, and Raoul as prisoners.
"If yer'll not object, Cap'n," said Lincoln, addressing me in a whisper, "I'd rayther go 'ithout kump'ny. Thar ain't two men I'd like, in a tight fix, better'n Rowl and Chane; but I hev done a smart chance o' trackin' in my time, an' I allers gets along better when I'm by myself." "Very well, Sergeant; as you wish it, go alone. We shall wait for you."
Chane stepped forward, and swore away the lives of the five Jarochos in less than as many minutes. "Enough!" said the major, after the Irishman had given his testimony. "Lieutenant Claiborne," continued he, addressing an officer the youngest in rank, "what sentence?" "Hang!" replied the latter in a solemn voice. "Lieutenant Hillis?" "Hang!" was the reply. "Lieutenant Clayley?"
And thanne entren men azen in to the lond of the great Chane. That ryvere gothe thorge the lond of Pigmaus, where that the folk ben of litylle stature, that ben but 3 span long, and thei ben right faire and gentylle, aftre here quantytees, bothe the men and the women. And thei maryen hem, whan thei ben half zere of age and getten children. And thei lyven not, but 6 zeer or 7 at the moste.
"But I tell yez I did hear a crack; and, be my sowl! it was the sargint's rifle, or I've lost me sinses intirely." "What is it?" I asked, attracted to the conversation of my comrades. "Chane says he heard a shot, and thinks it was Lincoln's," answered Clayley. "His gun has a quare sound, Captain," said the Irishman, appealing to me.
I muttered some half-coherent inquiries. "It was a coup d'eclair, Captain," said Raoul. Good heavens! We had been struck by lightning! Raoul, being in the advance, had escaped. The Frenchman soon left me and went to Clayley, who, with Chane and the hunter, lay close by all three, as I thought, dead.
And than aftre this, Halaon wan alle the lond of promyssioun, and putte it in to Cristene mennes hondes. But the grete Chane his brother dyede; and that was gret sorwe and losse to alle Cristen men. Aftre Mango Chan, regned Coblya Chan, that was also a Cristene man: and he regnede 42 zere. He founded the grete cytee Izonge in Cathay, that is a gret del more than Rome.
"De yez think, Raowl, she's gone after the licker?" "I am sure of it," answered the Frenchman. In a few minutes the woman returned, and, drawing a small flask out of the folds of her rebozo, handed it to Chane. The Irishman commenced undoing the string that carried his "relics." "Which ov them de yez want, misthress? the saint, or the Howly Mother, or both? it's all the same to Murtagh."
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