She was calling to his master, and with his master's name she was calling _him_! "_Kazan_--_Kazan_--" He leaped again, and was thrown upon his back.

A second and a third time he sprang the length of the leash into the night, and the babiche cord about his neck cut into his flesh like a knife.

He stopped for an instant, gasping for breath.

The shadows were still fighting.

Now they were upright! Now they were crumpling down! With a fierce snarl he flung his whole weight once more at the end of the chain.