Inch by inch they were driven back, pistolled or cut down or thrust overboard, till there remained but one Moslem, a tall, wiry villain, armed with pistol and scimitar.  Two of our men went down before him, one having his skull cloven by a lightning sweep of the corsair’s razorlike blade, the other having his sword arm cut completely through at the wrist.  Two more rushed at him; one he shot, the second received the discharged pistol full in the face. With that several men made ready to shoot him down; but our lieutenant called on them to desist, and he himself advanced on the redoubtable Moslem.