The Castilian fell on his knees, for the Brescian blade had pierced his lungs.

His death was speedy.
"As soon as he lay on the turf, the Spaniards again rushed upon us, but we repulsed them and took the officer's body in our midst.

Never have I seen the captain so proud and happy.

You, Junker von Warmond, can easily guess the cause.

He had now done honor to his series in a genuine duel against an enemy of equal rank, and told me this was the happiest morning of his life.