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Micah Clarke

CHAPTER X
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Reuben, meanwhile, had spurred his horse forward to meet his assailant; but the poor tired steed flinched at the sight of the fierce hound, and pulled up suddenly, with the result that her rider rolled headlong into the very jaws of the animal.

It might have gone ill with Reuben had he been left to his own resources.

At the most he could only have kept the cruel teeth from his throat for a very few moments; but seeing the mischance, I drew my remaining pistol, and springing from my horse, discharged it full into the creature's flank while it struggled with my friend.

With a last yell of rage and pain it brought its fierce jaws together in one wild impotent snap, and then sank slowly over upon its side, while Reuben crawled from beneath it, scared and bruised, but none the worse otherwise for his perilous adventure.
'I owe you one for that, Micah,' he said gratefully.

'I may live to do as much for you.' 'And I owe ye both one,' said Saxon, who had scrambled down from his place of refuge.


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