Just before they stood on guard, Captain Muller said, in a loud voice, “Now, sir, if you have any prayer to say, say it; for I warn you, I will kill you like a dog.”

A cry of “Shame!” arose from the entire body of spectators; when it abated Rupert said, quietly but clearly, “My prayers are said, Captain Muller.  If yours are not, say them now, for assuredly I will kill you—­not as a dog, for a dog is a true and faithful animal, but as I would kill a tiger, or any other beast whose existence was a scourge to mankind.”

A cheer of approbation arose from the circle; and with a groan of rage Captain Muller took his stand.  Rupert faced him in an instant, and their swords crossed.  For a short time the play was exceedingly cautious on both sides, each trying to find out his opponent’s strength.  Hitherto the German had thought but little of what Fulke had told him that he had heard, of Rupert’s skill; but the calm and confident manner of the young Englishman now impressed him with the idea that he really, boy as he was, must be something out of the common way.  The thought in no way abated his own assurance, it merely taught him that it would be wiser to play cautiously at first, instead of, as he had intended, making a fierce and rapid attack at once, and finishing the struggle almost as soon as it began.

The lightning speed with which his first thrusts were parried and returned soon showed him the wisdom of the course he had adopted; and the expression of arrogant disdain with which he had commenced the fight speedily changed to one of care and determination.  This insolent boy was to be killed, but the operation must not be carelessly carried out.

For a time he attempted by skillful play to get through Rupert’s guard, but the lad’s sword always met him; and its point flashed so quickly and vengefully forward, that several times it was only by quick backward springs that he escaped from it.

The intense, but silent excitement among the spectators increased with every thrust and parry; and every nerve seemed to tingle in unison with the sharp clink of the swords.  The German now endeavoured to take advantage of his superior height, length of arm, and strength, to force down Rupert’s guard; but the latter slipped away from him, bounding as lightly as a cat out of range, and returning with such rapid and elastic springs, that the German was in turn obliged to use his utmost activity to get back out of reach.

So far several slight scratches had been given on both sides, but nothing in any way to affect the combatants.  As the struggle continued, gaining every moment in earnestness and effort, a look of anxiety gradually stole over the German’s face, and the perspiration stood thick on his forehead.  He knew now that he had met his match; and an internal feeling told him that although he had exerted himself to the utmost, his opponent had not yet put out his full strength and skill.