I was extremely exasperated; and feeling at that moment the cords which
bound me becoming a little slackened, I snapped them asunder, and
rushing upon Truffi unhorsed him like lightning; then snatching from him
his pistols and poniard, I threw them to a distance. He swore a
terrible oath, and grappled with me. I was amazed by the strength he
displayed: although barely the height of a well-grown boy, he appeared
to possess the strength of two ordinary men, and his arms and hands were
of great size and muscular power. My breast burned with shame to find
myself more than matched in the grasp of a creature so despicable: I
would rather have died than have been defeated. The brigands; aware of
their little lieutenant’s great strength, confidently expected he would
overcome me; so, without interfering, they leant upon their rifles, and
with shouts of laughter crowded round to witness a contest which
Castelermo beheld with equal indignation and astonishment: he, of
course, supposed I should toss my adversary into the air like a
cricket-ball.
At any other time, or under different circumstances, I would have
scorned to encounter in any manner such an adversary: but, alas! I
found myself almost mastered by this miraculous dwarf.
Firm as Hercules, he stood planted on his curved legs, which appeared to
possess all the unyielding principle of the arch; while his huge head,
round and hard as a cannon-ball, was thrust like a battering-ram into my
breast, and his ample hands grasped me like a vice: he had all the
aspect of some powerful gnome, or dwarf, of German romance; but dwarf or
devil, I was determined not to yield while bone and muscle remained
firm.
While quartered at Truro, I had been taught a few of the tricks of
wrestling by a corporal of the Cornish Miners, and I now put all these
in practice against this crooked Italian; who, being quite unprepared
for any display of science, was suddenly thrown off his feet, and hurled
backwards with such force that he fell on the sward about ten yards off,
and nearly fractured his capacious skull, which was instantly buried in
the deep recesses of his conical hat.
"Ghieu!" cried he, scrambling up. "Ho, ho! woe betide you, povero voi!"
He was rushing forward, like a mad bull, to renew the conflict, when a
figure stepped from behind a fragment of the ruins, and interposed
between us.
"Francatripa!" he exclaimed, recoiling with a growl of surprise.
"Most excellent captain!" cried the thieves, with one voice. "Viva
Francatripa!"
"Silence all, comrades," said Francatripa; "and you, signor," he added,
addressing himself to me, "I thank you for giving my lieutenant this
rough lesson to treat my prisoners better. But inform me,
circumstantially, on your honour, who you are, whence you have come,
where you are bound, and what is your business among these mountains?"
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