But I am delaying my story.

While Evarts was speaking I heard another sound.

At one effort the negro snapped the cords that held him.

Ah, he is a powerful brute." "He is," Tom affirmed solemnly.
"I knew it was my task to keep the negro from getting away," continued the little Mexican excitedly.

"So I leaped up, extended my forefinger and rushed at him.