Only when he gets home I pray that he will look at his back in a glass and judge which of us it is that has been 'beaten to a pulp.' Let him return thanks also to his patron saint, who put pity in my heart, so that I did not cut him into collops, as I promised.

For know, sir, that when I walked out yonder it was my purpose to hew off his hands and shorten him at the knees.
Stay--one word more.

If yonder boaster has more brothers who really wish to fight, I'll take them one by one and swear to them that this time I'll not give back a step unless I'm carried." "Do you indeed yield and accept the Englishman's mercy ?" asked the Doge in a stern voice.
The poor Ambrosio, making no answer, blundered forward among the crowd and there vanished, and this was the last that Dick ever saw or heard of him.

But, although he waited there a while, feeling the edge of his axe and glaring about him, none of the captain's companions came forward to accept his challenge.
At length, with a shrug of his shoulders, Dick turned.

Having taken his bow and quiver from David, who could not conceal his indecent joy at the utter humiliation of Ambrosio, whom he hated with a truly British hate, he walked slowly to where Hugh sat upon his horse.
"The jest is done, master, and now for good earnest, since 'tis your turn.