Recovering himself, again Ambrosio struck.

This blow Dick caught upon his shield, then, as though he were afraid, began to retreat, slowly at first, but afterward faster till his walk broke into a run.
At this sight all that mighty audience set up a hooting.

"Coward! Dog! Pig of an Englishman!" they yelled; and the louder they yelled the more quickly did Grey Dick run, till at last even Hugh grew puzzled wondering what was in his mind and hoping that he would change it soon.

So the audience hooted, and Grey Dick ran and the giant Swiss lumbered along after him, bellowing triumphantly and brandishing his battle-axe, which, it was noted, never seemed to be quite long enough to reach his flying foe.
When this had gone on for two or three minutes, Grey Dick stumbled and fell.

The Swiss, who was following fast, likewise tripped and fell over him heavily, whereon the multitude shouted: "Foul play! A dirty, foreign trick!" In an instant Dick was up again, and had leapt upon the prostrate Swiss, as all thought, to kill him.