I fixed my eyes intently upon the spare but sinewy chief, and without moving a muscle allowed him to throw his spears first.

The formidable weapons came whizzing through the air with extraordinary rapidity one after the other; but long experience of the weapon and my own nimbleness enabled me to avoid them.
But no sooner had I stepped back into position for the third time than, with lightning dexterity, I unslung my bow and let fly an arrow at my antagonist which I had purposely made heavier than usual by weighting it with fully an ounce of gold.

Naturally he failed to see the little feathered shaft approach, and it pierced him right in the fleshy part of the left thigh--exactly where I intended.

The chief leaped from the ground more in surprise than pain, as though suddenly possessed by an evil spirit.

His warriors, too, were vastly impressed.