The pistol, which missed fire, was wrenched from his grasp, and his hands were speedily bound behind his back.

Martin was likewise disarmed and secured; not, however, before he made a desperate slash at one of the savages, which narrowly missed his skull, and cut away his lip ornament.
As for the old trader, he made no resistance at all, but submitted quietly to his fate.

The savages did not seem to think it worth their while to bind him.

Grampus bounced and barked round the party savagely, but did not attack; and Marmoset slept in the canoe in blissful ignorance of the whole transaction.
The hands of the two prisoners being firmly bound, they were allowed to do as they pleased; so they sat down on a rock in gloomy silence, and watched the naked savages as they rifled the canoe and danced joyfully round the treasures which their active knives and fingers soon exposed to view.

The old trader took things philosophically.