Moving cautiously but swiftly, I soon overtook the hindmost man and saw
that the five were moving toward an open doorway beyond which, in a
richly furnished apartment, I saw the girl who had aroused my curiosity
and whose beautiful face had led me into this mad adventure. Almost
simultaneously, the girl glanced up and saw the leading man at the
doorway. She screamed, and then I knew that I had not come in vain.
Instantly I leaped upon the man in front of me, and as I did so I gave a
great shout, hoping by that means to distract the attention of the other
four from the girl to me, and in that I was wholly successful. The other
four turned instantly. I had taken my man so completely by surprise that
I was able to snatch his sword from its scabbard before he could recover
his wits; and as he drew his dagger and struck at me, I ran his own
blade through his heart; then the others were upon me.
Their faces were contorted by rage, and I could see that they would give
me no quarter.
The narrow spaces between the shrubbery reduced the advantage which four
men would ordinarily have had over a single antagonist, for they could
attack me only singly; but I knew what the outcome must eventually be if
help did not reach me, and as my only goal was to keep the men from the
girl, I backed slowly toward the fence and my own veranda as I saw that
all four of the men were following me.
My shout and the girl’s scream had attracted attention; and presently I
heard men running in the apartment in which I had seen the girl, and her
voice directing them toward the garden. I hoped they would come before
the fellows had backed me against the wall, where I was confident that I
must go down in defeat beneath four swords wielded by men more
accustomed to them than I. I thanked the good fortune, however, that had
led me to take up fencing seriously in Germany, for it was helping me
now, though I could not long hold out against these men with the Venusan
sword which was a new weapon to me.
I had reached the fence at last and was fighting with my back toward it.
The fellow facing me was cutting viciously at me. I could hear the men
coming from the apartment Could I hold out? Then my opponent swung a
terrific cut at my head, and, instead of parrying it, I leaped to one
side and simultaneously stepped in and cut at him. His own swing had
carried him off balance, and, of course, his guard was down. My blade
cut deep into his neck, severing his jugular. From behind him another
man was rushing upon me.
Relief was coming. The girl was safe. I could accomplish no more by
remaining there and being cut to pieces, a fate I had only narrowly
averted in the past few seconds. I hurled my sword, point first, at the
oncoming Venusan; and as it tore into his breast I turned and vaulted
the fence into my own veranda.
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