Then the knife gleamed, and twice he plucked with one hand and cut with the knife.

The two sharp cries answered him.

Then he rose; two little trickles of blood ran down the face of the mate.
"Well ?" asked Jacob Flint.

"When does the game begin ?" "The game is just started," said Hall, "an' the sun will do the rest.
I've cut off his eyelids!" They stared a moment in amazement, and then an understanding broke on them.

Every tribe of savages in the world has been accredited with this ingenious torture which blinded their victim and usually drove him mad.
The sun was now climbing the sky rapidly, and already fell on the face of the mate.