had no quarrel with me. Then why
be you here? Speak! Shall it be as a friend or an enemy that the master
of Leybourn greets Norman of Torn; shall it be with outstretched hand or
"I come for this man, whom you may all see has good reason to fear me.
And when I go, I take part of him with me. I be in a great hurry, so I
would prefer to take my great and good friend, Peter of Colfax, without
interference; but, if you wish it otherwise; we be a score strong within
your walls, and nigh a thousand lie without. What say you, My Lord?"
"Your grievance against Peter of Colfax must be a mighty one, that you
search him out thus within a day's ride from the army of the King who
has placed a price upon your head, and from another army of men who be
equally your enemies."
"I would gladly go to hell after Peter of Colfax," replied the outlaw.
"What my grievance be matters not. Norman of Torn acts first and
explains afterward, if he cares to explain at all. Come forth, Peter of
Colfax, and for once in your life, fight like a man, that you may save
your friends here from the fate that has found you at last after two
years of patient waiting."
Slowly, the palsied limbs of the great coward bore him tottering to the
center of the room, where gradually a little clear space had been made;
the men of the party forming a circle, in the center of which stood
Peter of Colfax and Norman of Torn.
"Give him a great draught of brandy," said the outlaw, "or he will sink
down and choke in the froth of his own terror."
When they had forced a goblet of the fiery liquid upon him, Peter of
Colfax regained his lost nerve enough so that he could raise his sword
arm and defend himself and, as the fumes circulated through him, and the
primal instinct of self-preservation asserted itself, he put up a more
and more creditable fight, until those who watched thought that he might
indeed have a chance to vanquish the Outlaw of Torn. But they did not
know that Norman of Torn was but playing with his victim, that he might
make the torture long, drawn out, and wreak as terrible a punishment
upon Peter of Colfax, before he killed him, as the Baron had visited
upon Bertrade de Montfort because she would not yield to his base
The guests were craning their necks to
Lasky returned to Robey Street.Page 27
Again the mucker struck his victim--quick choppy hooks that rocked Mallory's head from side to side, and again the brutal blow below the belt; but with the tenacity of a bulldog the man fought for a hold upon his foe, and at last, notwithstanding Byrne's best efforts, he succeeded in closing with the mucker and dragging him to the deck.Page 36
Dey ain't no guy on board dis man's ship dat can hand Billy Byrne dat kin' o' guff an' get away with it--see?" and before Theriere knew what had happened a heavy fist had caught him upon the point of the chin and lifted him clear off the deck to drop him unconscious at Miss Harding's feet.Page 46
To the north of them was land at a league or two, perhaps.Page 47
Then the wind has gone down, and when it comes up again it is possible that it will carry us away from the land, or if it takes us toward it, dash us to pieces at the foot of those frightful cliffs.Page 77
He lied to me just as he did to the men.Page 86
Billy Byrne had heard the knock upon the door before which the girl knelt.Page 92
Finally he who had acted as spokesman before turned toward the strangers.Page 104
They had reached the top of the bank, now, and the man, still holding her in his arms, stood upon a mat of jungle grass beneath a great tree.Page 129
was sufficient to draw a fair house, and there were some there who had seen Billy in other fights and looked for a good mill.Page 150
"Whadda YOU want now?" inquired Billy Byrne.Page 174
And so it was that Sergeant Flannagan landed in El Paso a few days later, drawn thither by various pieces of intelligence he had gathered en route, though with much delay and consequent vexation.Page 184
"He shot," he cried.Page 194
The balance of the day Billy spent in acquiring further knowledge of Spanish by conversing with those of the men who remained awake, and asking innumerable questions.Page 198
He's one of the finest young men in New York City today--just my ideal of the sort of man I'd like my only daughter to marry.Page 209
Bridge lay back again upon his pillows and sought to woo the slumber which the sudden awakening seemed to have banished for the remainder of the night.Page 215
We might just as well attempt to hold him responsible for the looting of the bank and the loss of the pay-roll money.Page 229
Here's one of 'em.Page 242
thrown herself in, she was in the channel swimming for her life.Page 247
" "I will send Esteban tonight if I can get him; but I do not know.