He panted forth these words as they were again struggling for the mastery.
“I hate your brother!” he grated. “It will give me pleasure can I kill you here and now! That much revenge on him will I have!”
“But you can’t do it,” said Dick, as he again wound his leg round those of the man and started to hurl him to the floor.
As he was falling, Del Norte caught at the edge of the table, which enabled him to turn while coming down. He had clung to Dick, and this turn had flung the boy sidewise, Dick’s head striking a chair with great violence.
A moment later Porfias del Norte was kneeling astride Dick Merriwell, with his hands on the boy’s throat. As if from a great distance, the boy heard the scoundrel saying:
“It’s my time, and this is my revenge on your brother! Now you die!”
CHAPTER XXX
THE ESCAPE.
Frank Merriwell rose from the edge of the precipice and turned away. He stopped in astonishment, uttering an exclamation, for not fifteen feet away stood Inza Burrage, her face ghastly white in the moonlight and her eyes regarding him with an expression of horror.
“Inza!” he exclaimed.