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on his feet again before Sanderson could follow up his advantage

David, heedless of the pain and fast flowing blood, rushed a third

ti Sanderson in a corner of the room whence he could not

escape

In an instant, the tere locked in a death-like grip

To and fro they reeled No sound could be heard save the snapping of

brands on the hearth, the shuffle ofth was as a child's

He could not call into play any of the wrestling tricks that were his,

all he could do was to keep his feet and wait for the rip about his body seeht the fatal underhold

By this new grip, he forced David's body backward till the larger ht in a trap Exerting all his giant strength

he forced one arm down between their close-locked bodies, and clasped

his other hand on Sanderson's face, pushing two fingers into his

eyeballs

No man can endure this torture Sanderson loosed his hold David had

caught hi until his own

shoulders were under the other's thigh Then, with this leverage, he

whirled Sanderson high in the air above his head and threw him with all

his force down upon the hearth