""Help!" I heard him mutter, as Landon's teeth dug deeper into his streaming throat. But his cry was unheard; in the wild melée he was not seen, or his fate was uncared for. I saw on the dark face the sickly hue of despair. The lips were convulsed, the eyes protruded; the countenance of the federal captain resembled a hideous mask rather than the face of a human being."