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It was the last shot that hit hi him so hard that it flew to pieces like a shell

It must have hurt him, for he slid down and ca his teeth like a dog

I daresay at another tier than I

was, I should have turned and fled; but just then I was so hot and

excited that I went at him with hting furiously, every now and then engaged in a

struggle, and going down to continue it upon the ground

I fell heavily several ti the worst of it when, all

at once, I et one hand free, and in my despair struck him as

hard as I could

The blow ht his

foot in one of the gooseberry bushes, and fell with a crash into one of

thee, and sain, I ht

and left withlike a windround, and a hoarse voice uttered a