That one was his adversary, who slowly bent under his weight as though overcome thereby, shifting his grip lower and lower till it almost looked as if he were about to collapse altogether.

But just as the breaking-point seemed to be reached there came a change.

He gathered himself together and with gigantic exertion began to straighten his bent muscles.

Slowly but irresistibly he heaved his enemy upwards.

There came a moment of desperate, confused struggle; and then, as the man lost his balance at last, he relaxed his grip quite suddenly, flinging him headlong over his shoulder.
It was a clean throw, contrived with masterly assurance, the result of deliberate and trained calculation.