"He's dead," said the horseman, who was none other than Jack Harkaway. "This looks like some of Dick's handiwork. Dick or some of our party. I hope Dick is safe." Saying which, he whipped up his horse, and tore on at a mad gallop.
A very few moments after this he came up with the brigands with their captives.
Just in the nick of time.
Hunston and Toro were there both with their hands full, while the Greeks had all their work to do to take care of the two captive girls.
Little Emily and Paquita, having now recovered from their surprise, were lending assistance to the cause by keeping all the Greeks fully occupied in looking after them.
And while they were thus occupied, Sunday and Dick Harvey were engaged with Toro and Hunston.
Dick had rushed so violently upon Hunston that the latter was toppled over, and it looked as though Harvey was about to make short work with their old enemy.
But alas for Sunday!
The poor negro was overmatched.
His heart was good, but the weight and enormous strength of the Italian were too much for him to vanquish.