Nor did Munro, at this time, forget his division of the labor: the opportunity was in his grasp, and it was not suffered to escape him.

As the glance of Dexter was turned in the direction of the flames, he forgot his precaution, and the moment was not lost.

Availing himself of the occasion, Munro dashed his flag of truce into the face of the man with whom he had parleyed, and, in the confusion which followed, seizing him around the body with a strength equal to his own, he dragged him, along with himself, over the low table of rock on which they had both stood, upon the soft earth below.

Here they grappled with each other, neither having arms, and relying solely upon skill and muscle.
The movement was too sudden, the surprise too complete, not to give an ascendency to the invaders, of which they readily availed themselves.
The possession of the fortress was now in fact divided between them; and a mutual consciousness of their relative equality determined the two parties, as if by common consent, quietly to behold the result of the affair between the leaders.

They had once recovered their feet, but were both of them again down, Munro being uppermost.