Until this day he could not remember when anything had come to question his might and his right--except those of his own kind.

With such rivals he had fought fairly and more than once to the death.

He was ready to fight again, if it came to a question of sovereignty over the ranges which he claimed as his own.

Until he was beaten he was dominator, arbiter, and despot, if he chose to be.

He was dynast of the rich valleys and the green slopes, and liege lord of all living things about him.