Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 53 of 288
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IN THE SUNK LANDS. 49 My hunting-knife was under me, as was also Treve. ‘To one side I caught sight of Joe and Bob staggering to their feet; but I knew they dared not shoot for fear of hit- ting us in the dark. I got hold of the handle of my hunting- knife and plunged it into the snarling body above me, where 1t stuck. Something warm trickled down, and the claws sank deeper. Just then the torch, which had been — smoldering where 1t fell, ignited some dead leaves, and a tiny flame shot up, gradually erowing brighter. By its feeble light I saw Joe lift his rifle to his shoulder ; then came the report. For one brief second I thought he had missed ; then the claws relaxed and the body rolled off. I staggered to my feet, By the lght of the rapidly spreading fire I saw the tawny body of a panther stretched out beside Treve, who was not yet certain that it was time to get up. ‘*Put out the fire before 1t gets beyond control,” cried Joe. ‘*Are you _ hurt, Steve ?” 4 Gomicbook