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"It's not Joan I've killed at any rate," I heard him mutter as she turned and opened her eyes and smiled faintly up in his face. "I swear the bullet went straight." IT'S NOT JOAN I'VE KILLED AT ANY RATE I HEARD HIM MUTTER AS SHE TURNED AND OPENED HER EYES AND SMILED FAINTLY UP IN HIS FACE I SWEAR THE BULLET WENT STRAIGHT
hrough the deep stillness, and the same instant a pistol-shot cracked out with a burst of flame and smoke, and the figure of the animal, with one tremendous leap into the air, fell back in the shadows and disappeared like a shape of night and fog. Instantly, then, Joan opened her eyes, looked in a dazed fashion about her, and pressing both hands against her heart, fell with a sharp cry into my arms that were just in time to catch her. And an answering cry sounded across the lagoon—thin, wailing, piteous. It came from Sangree's tent. "Fool!" cried Dr. Silence, "you've wounded him!" and before we could move or realise quite what it meant, he was in the canoe and half-way across the lagoon. Some kind of similar abuse came in a torrent from my lips, too—though I cannot remember the actual words—as I cursed the man for his disobedience and tried to make the girl comfortable on the ground. But the clergyman was more practical. He was spreading his coat over her and dashing water on her face.  VOICE RINGING HORRIBLY THROUGH THE DEEP STILLNESS AND THE SAME INSTANT A PISTOL SHOT CRACKED OUT WITH A BURST OF FLAME AND SMOKE AND THE FIGURE OF THE ANIMAL WITH ONE TREMENDOUS LEAP INTO THE AIR FELL BACK IN THE SHADOWS AND DISAPPEARED LIKE A SHAPE OF NIGHT AND FOG INSTANTLY THEN JOAN OPENED HER EYES LOOKED IN A DAZED FASHION ABOUT HER AND PRESSING BOTH HANDS AGAINST HER HEART FELL WITH A SHARP CRY INTO MY ARMS THAT WERE JUST IN TIME TO CATCH HER AND AN ANSWERING CRY SOUNDED ACROSS THE LAGOON THIN WAILING PITEOUS IT CAME FROM SANGREE'S TENT FOOL CRIED DOCTOR SILENCE YOU'VE WOUNDED HIM AND BEFORE WE COULD MOVE OR REALIZE QUITE WHAT IT MEANT HE WAS IN THE CANOE AND HALF WAY ACROSS THE LAGOON SOME KIND OF SIMILAR ABUSE CAME IN A TORRENT FROM MY LIPS TOO THOUGH I CANNOT REMEMBER THE ACTUAL WORDS AS I CURSED THE MAN FOR HIS DISOBEDIENCE AND TRIED TO MAKE THE GIRL COMFORTABLE ON THE GROUND BUT THE CLERGYMAN WAS MORE PRACTICAL HE WAS SPREADING HIS COAT OVER HER AND DASHING WATER ON HER FACE
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