Without waiting for a reply, the youth rushed impetuously down the hill, and was soon engaged in combat with the two Turks.
"Foolish boy!" muttered Francisco, hastening after him.
Mariano made short work of the soldier, hitting him such a blow on the turban that he fell as if he had been struck by a sledge-hammer. Unfortunately the blow also split up the piece of timber, and broke it short off at his hands. He was therefore at the mercy of the young officer, who, seeing the approach of Francisco, rushed swiftly at his foe, whirling a keen scimitar over his head.
Mariano's great activity enabled him to avoid the first cut, and he was about to make a desperate attempt to close, when a large stone whizzed past his ear and hit his adversary full on the chest, sending him over on his back.
"Well aimed, father!" exclaimed Mariano, as the two turned and continued the ascent of the valley.
At its head Frais Vallon narrows into a rugged gorge, and is finally lost in the summit of the hills lying to the northward of Algiers. Here the panting pair arrived in half-an-hour, and here they found that all their comrades had arrived before them.
"Friends," said Castello, who was tacitly regarded as the leader of the party, "we have got thus far in
