And Cunningham, on a tired mare, met him point to point.
They fought over a quarter of a mile of ground, for Jaimihr proved to be as useful with his weapon as Mahommed Gunga's teaching had made Cunningham.

There was plenty of time for the reformed squadrons to see what was happening--plenty of time for Alwa, who considered that he had an account of his own to settle with the Prince, to leave his squadron and come thundering up to help.

Mahommed Gunga dodged and reined and spurred, watching his opportunity on one side and Alwa on the other.

It would have suited neither of them to have their leader killed at that stage of the game, but the fighting was too quick for either man to interfere.
Jaimihr charged Cunningham for the dozenth time and missed, charged past, to wheel and charge again, then closed with the most vindictive rush of all.

Again Cunningham met him point to point.