The obscurity of the night was in my favour.

For the most part the blows of the Assassins, being aimed at random, failed to touch me.

I at length was fortunate enough to lay one of my Adversaries at my feet; But before this I had already received so many wounds, and was so warmly pressed, that my destruction would have been inevitable, had not the clashing of swords called a Cavalier to my assistance.

He ran towards me with his sword drawn: Several Domestics followed him with torches.

His arrival made the combat equal: Yet would not the Bravoes abandon their design till the Servants were on the point of joining us.
They then fled away, and we lost them in the obscurity.
The Stranger now addressed himself to me with politeness, and enquired whether I was wounded.