“Atención! A caballero’s near—”
They glanced up, astounded. Running down the slope toward them came a figure they knew well. Don Audre Ruiz gave a great cry of joy and thankfulness. The caballeros cheered, and wept unashamed. For well they knew the singer and the song.
“Zorro!” they cried. “Zorro!”
And so they rushed to the attack!
The Further Adventures of Zorro, Part IV
CHAPTER XVII.
A WILD RIDE.
The pirates evidently had decided to make the fight at some little distance from their huts and adobe houses, so they rushed forward, shrieking their battle-cries, brandishing their weapons, shouting and cursing to give themselves courage. The great voice of Barbados rolled out above the din in a multitude of commands. The shrill voice of Sanchez echoed him.
The caballeros advanced in a perfect line, their shining blades held ready, grim and silent now, their minds intent upon the bloody business confronting them. Señor Zorro, they could see, was making his way down the slope toward them as speedily as possible, shouting that he was coming, still singing bits of his song between his shouts.