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Something touched the heel of one boot, and he froze his leg into immobility, at the same time trying to get the big Smith & Wesson free. The shoulder holster, he found, was badly torn, though made of the heaviest skirting leather, and the spring which retained the weapon in place had been wrenched and bent until he needed both hands to draw. SOMETHING TOUCHED THE HEEL OF ONE BOOT AND HE FROZE HIS LEG INTO IMMOBILITY AT THE SAME TIME TRYING TO GET THE BIG SMITH AND WESSON FREE THE SHOULDER HOLSTER HE HAD FOUND WAS BADLY TORN THOUGH MADE OF THE HEAVIEST SKIRTING LEATHER AND THE SPRING WHICH RETAINED THE WEAPON IN PLACE HAD BEEN WRENCHED AND BENT UNTIL HE NEEDED BOTH HANDS TO DRAW
tinctively, he flung up his left arm to shield his eyes. Claws raked his left arm and shoulder, something struck him heavily along the left side, and his cap-light went out as he dropped and rolled under the jeep, drawing in his legs and fumbling under his coat for the revolver. In that instant, he knew what had gone wrong. His plan had been entirely too much of a success. The nighthound had winded him as he had driven up the old railroad-grade, and had followed. Its best running speed had been just good enough to keep it a hundred or so feet behind the jeep, and the motor-noise had covered the padding of its feet. In the few moments between stopping the little car and getting out, the nighthound had been able to close the distance and spring upon him. [Illustration] * * * * * It was characteristic of First-Level mentality that Verkan Vall wasted no moments on self-reproach or panic. While he was still rolling under his jeep, his mind had been busy with plans to retrieve the situation.  THE RIFLE WAS KNOCKED FROM HIS HAND INSTINCTIVELY HE FLUNG UP HIS LEFT ARM TO SHIELD HIS EYES CLAWS RAKED HIS LEFT ARM AND SHOULDER SOMETHING STRUCK HIM HEAVILY ALONG THE LEFT SIDE AND HIS CAP LIGHT WENT OUT AS HE DROPPED AND ROLLED UNDER THE JEEP DRAWING IN HIS LEGS AND FUMBLING UNDER HIS COAT FOR THE REVOLVER IN THAT INSTANT HE KNEW WHAT HAD GONE WRONG HIS PLAN HAD BEEN ENTIRELY TOO MUCH OF A SUCCESS THE NIGHTHOUND HAD WINDED HIM AS HE HAD DRIVEN UP THE OLD RAILROAD GRADE AND HAD FOLLOWED ITS BEST RUNNING SPEED HAD BEEN JUST GOOD ENOUGH TO KEEP IT A HUNDRED OR SO FEET BEHIND THE JEEP AND THE MOTOR NO NOISE HAD COVERED THE PADDING OF ITS FEET IN THE FEW MOMENTS BETWEEN STOPPING THE LITTLE CAR AND GETTING OUT THE NIGHTHOUND HAD BEEN ABLE TO CLOSE THE DISTANCE AND SPRING UPON HIM IT WAS CHARACTERISTIC OF FIRST LEVEL MENTALITY THAT VERKAN VALL WASTED NO MOMENTS ON SELF REPROACH OR PANIC WHILE HE WAS STILL ROLLING UNDER HIS JEEP HIS MIND HAD BEEN BUSY WITH PLANS TO RETRIEVE THE SITUATION
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