Iwillteachyoutocomekissinghonestmen’sdaughterswithouttheirleave，’andwithacurseherushedatme，stickaloft，tothrashme。
Thenforthesecondtimethatdaymyquickbloodboiledinme，andsnatchinguptheSpaniard’sswordthatlayuponthegrassbesideme，Ihelditatthepoint，forthegamewaschanged，andIwhohadfoughtwithcudgelagainstsword，mustnowfightwithswordagainstcudgel。
AndhaditnotbeenthatLilywithaquickcryoffearstruckmyarmfrombeneath，causingthepointoftheswordtopassoverhisshoulder，IbelievetrulythatIshouldthenandtherehavepiercedherfatherthrough，andendedmydaysearlywithanooseaboutmyneck。
’Areyoumad？’shecried。
’Anddoyouthinktowinmebyslayingmyfather？