“I thought I did not mistake. With your lasso you could stop an ox?”
Again Ali repeated his affirmative gesture.
“Or a tiger?”
Ali bowed his head in token of assent.
“A lion even?”
Ali sprung forwards, imitating the action of one throwing the lasso, then of a strangled lion.
“I understand,” said Monte Cristo; “you wish to tell me you have hunted the lion?”
Ali smiled with triumphant pride as he signified that he had indeed both chased and captured many lions.
“But do you believe you could arrest the progress of two horses rushing forwards with ungovernable fury?”
The Nubian smiled.