"I am here to complete my contract, Prince Mahomed," said the stranger,
drawing his sword.

"Iskander!" exclaimed the prince.

"We have met before, prince. Let us so act now that we may meet for
the last time."

"Infamous, infernal traitor," exclaimed Mahomed, "dost thou, indeed,
imagine that I will sully my imperial blade with the blood of my run-
away slave! No I came here to secure thy punishment, but I cannot
condescend to become thy punisher. Advance, guards, and seize him!
Seize them both!"

Iduna flew to Iskander, who caught her in one arm, while he waved his
scimitar with the other. The guards of Mahomed poured forth from the
side of the grove whence the prince had issued.

"And dost thou indeed think, Mahomed," said Iskander, "that I have been
educated in the Seraglio to be duped by Moslemin craft. I offer thee
single combat if thou desirest it, but combat as we may, the struggle
shall be equal." He whistled, and instantly a body of Hungarians,
headed by Hunniades himself, advanced from the side of the grove whence
Iskander had issued.

"Come on, then," said Mahomed; "each to his man." Their swords
clashed, but the principal attendants of the son of Amurath deeming the
affair under the present circumstances assumed the character of a mere
rash adventure, bore away the Turkish prince.