You have done your best to ruin my scheme.

Not only that, but you have given the love which was mine--mine, I say--to another--an Englishman! I hate you all! That is why I, a dying man, have crawled here to reap my little harvest of vengeance .-- You, Naida--you shall be first--" Naida was suddenly swung on one side, and the shot which rang out passed through Nigel's coat sleeve, grazing his wrist,--the only shot that was fired.

Prince Shan, watching for his moment, as his two attendants threw themselves upon the madman from behind, himself sprang forward, knocked Immelan's right hand up with a terrible blow, and sent the revolver crashing to the ground.

It was a matter of a few seconds.

Immelan, when he felt himself seized, scarcely struggled.