"Look to the girls!" shouted Dick Harvey, who was fully occupied with two of the Greek brigands who were pressing him closely.
There was a cheer in response to this appeal, and over went two of the Greeks.
Jefferson too lent a hand at this juncture.
Finding himself free from Toro's attentions, for the huge Italian had received such a desperate shaking with his fall that he was not fit for much now, he rushed into the mêlée, and dealt out such slogging blows that there were at least a dozen bleeding noses and black eyes distributed amongst the bandits in rather less time than it takes to note the fact.
The Greeks were thoroughly discouraged.
This unpleasant British mode of attack was not at all to their liking.
They could do pretty well with knives or swords, or even with firearms, but they could only regard men who used their fists in the lights of savages.
Gradually they retreated before the fierce onslaught of the Britishers and their gallant Yankee ally.
This was no small triumph.
The brigands mustered at least twenty men.