"Why? We don't need to fear _two_ men!"
"Ay, but there may be more in the woods."
My surmise was correct. Half an hour after, the hound was heard
returning. It came straight at us, followed by at least a dozen men.
Jack killed the dog with one blow, and felled the first man that came
up, but we were overwhelmed by numbers, and, in a much shorter time than
it takes to tell it, both of us were knocked into the mud and rendered
insensible.