Don't spare the horses, save yourself even if you drive them to death.

The Soldiers seem to know what they have been sent to do; there can be no question that they delay so long only in order to give their favorite time to escape.

Fly, fly, or it is all over with you." Darius, too, pushed his friend forward, exclaiming: "Fly, Bartja, and remember the warning that the heavens themselves wrote in the stars for you." Bartja, however, stood silent, shook his handsome head, waved his friends back, and answered: "I never ran away yet, and I mean to hold my ground to-day.

Cowardice is worse than death in my opinion, and I would rather suffer wrong at the hands of others than disgrace myself.

There are the soldiers! Well met, Bischen.