Roy Norton, A Test of Skill (1909)
“ I SAW Villalon signaling me cautiously, and peered down into the depth of the narrow street behind us. No one was in sight, nothing but an impenetrable blackness. Instantly I knew what was to be done. It all happened so quickly that before I could take a step Villalon was on the man, with his fingers shut round the brown throat in a grip that prevented outcry. The watchman made a quick grab for his dagger; but Lepard leaped forward and struck him a blow at the base of the brain that sounded hard in the silence. ”
