The wound which the Seigneur got at last, meant to be mortal, was saved from that by the facility of a quick apprehension.

Indeed, for a time the issue had seemed doubtful, for the endurance and persistence of the Seigneur made for exasperation and recklessness in his antagonist, and once blood was drawn from the wrist of the great man; but at length Lempriere went upon the aggressive.

Here he erred, for Leicester found the chance for which he had manoeuvred--to use the feint and thrust got out of Italy.

He brought his enemy low, but only after a duel the like of which had never been seen at the Court of England.

The toreador had slain his bull at last, but had done no justice to his reputation.