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"I do not," said I, with a sudden rush of anger. "Moreover, I dare
say that these savages of yours would see no distinction."
"You are right," she replied carelessly, "they would see no
distinction."
"But excuse me, principessa," persisted the scowling man, "a feud is
a feud, and if he has slain our Giuse--"
"Attend to me, sir," I broke in. "Your Giuseppe came at me like a
hog, and I gave him his deserts. For the rest, if you move your hand
another inch towards that gun I will knock your brains out." I
clubbed my musket ready to strike.
"Gently, sir!" interposed the girl. "This is folly, as you must
see."
I shrugged my shoulders. "You will allow me, Princess. If it come
to vendetta, you have slain my friend."
She gave her back to me and faced the ring. "I tell you," she said,
"that Giuseppe's death rests on the prisoner's word alone.
Marc'antonio and Stephanu have gone down and will bring us the truth
of it. Meanwhile I say that this one is our prisoner, like as the
others. Give him room and let him wait by his friend. Does any one
say 'nay' to that?" she demanded.


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