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During the whole course of the oath, she had not once looked at Fatia Negra's cursing lips, but at the groups forming in the darkness above his head. The oath over, Fatia Negra seized the reversed crucifix and an electric shock again jolted the hand of the girl which he held fast in his own right hand. "Now, you swear it also!" cried he.
You should not escape from these hands if you were thrice a devil. "'We will see. "And again the tussle began. Each of the two men put forth all his strength against his adversary. Fatia Negra's garments split into rags, the blood spouted from his shoulders where Juon had worried him with his sharp teeth like a wild beast.
"Ah, ah!" mocked the old man, "so Fatia Negra is afraid of you, eh?" and with that he swung himself back into his saddle with youth-like agility. "Black Face fears nobody, I tell you. He is not even afraid of the commandant of Gyulafehervár, nor of the lord-lieutenant of Krasna, and they have no end of soldiers and heydukes. Nay, he fears not the devil himself."
They are a well matched pair." "Then you still love Fatia Negra?" enquired Henrietta sadly. The girl blushed. "I love him, yes, and therefore he must die." She went on: "'At that moment he was like a magician battling with a giant. The other was half a head taller than he, and the muscles of his arms stood out like the rugged bark of an oak's trunk. Black Mask was much the slimmer.
Immediately afterwards a shudder ran through her. "Well? What did you feel?" "Your mouth burnt my mouth," replied the girl, and Fatia Negra happening to look aside just then, she furtively crossed herself. Fatia Negra was completely satisfied with the success of this comedy.
Whoever in an evil hour encountered Fatia Negra had a shaking hand for the rest of his life. Ever since that meeting at the csárdá Henrietta's hand also trembled to such an extent that it was only with the utmost difficulty that she could sign her own name. What happened to her after that meeting? Whom did she recognize in Fatia Negra?
It was of no use for mere men to attempt to grapple with such a devil incarnate as Fatia Negra. "After them, after them! Give me a horse!" roared Fatia Negra to his comrades as they came galloping up, whereupon they all leaped from their nags, not so much indeed for the sake of giving him a mount as for the sake of grabbing the scattered heaps of ducats.
And the girl jumped on without help for she was as agile as a chamois. "Paul," said the old man to the young journeyman, "was not Fatia Negra here before us?" "He has not been through here either to-day or yesterday. It has been my turn to watch these last two days." "I am right you see; he is not here," said the girl. "He is here, I tell you."
But there was venom at the bottom of her heart, and she nourished it there. In a fortnight's time Fatia Negra visited her again. There was now nothing the matter with him, all traces of the life and death struggle had disappeared. Anicza was more affectionate towards him than ever.
"Does he ever look in here, or has he ever lodged with you?" "No, my lord, I can safely say that he has never been here, to my great astonishment I must confess. For a great many gentlemen call here and many paths lead hitherward." "Don't you keep arms in your house?" "Why should I? I have not enough money to make it worth Fatia Negra's while to rob me.
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