That was enough.
Murat de Villefort had been swift in his movements, but Frank was equally swift. He sprang upon the man, with the fierceness of a panther. Then began a sharp and terrible struggle for the possession of the tiny ball.
CHAPTER XIII.
DOOMED.
“Give it up!”
“Never!”
“You shall!”
“Never!”
“I’ll take it!”
“You cannot!”