It was soon over. The brute strength, upon which Levasseur
so confidently counted, could avail nothing against the Irishman’s practiced
skill. When, with both lungs transfixed, he lay prone on the white sand
coughing out his rascally life, Captain Blood looked calmly at Cahusac across
the body.
“I think that cancels the articles between us,” he said.
-- Raphael Sabatini, Captain
Blood
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