LeNoir must have been mad with his rage and vanity, else he had caught the glitter in the blue eyes looking through the shaggy hair.

Again LeNoir approached, this time with greater confidence, and dealt Macdonald a stinging blow on the side of the head.
"Now the Lord be praised," he cried, joy breaking out in his face.

"He has delivered my enemy into my hand.

For it is the third time he has smitten me, and that is beyond the limit appointed by Himself." With this he advanced upon LeNoir with a glad heart.

His conscience was clear at last.
LeNoir stood up against his antagonist.