Saved? True for you, by an Injin too!—and the
man he meant to kill!
There, all alone, on the brink of stone, I see
them standing still;
Phil Blood gone white, with the struggle and
fright, like a great mad bull at bay,
And the Injin meanwhile, with a half skeer'd
smile, ready to spring away.
What did Phil do? Well I watched the two,
and I saw Phil Blood turn back,