The bear clutched wildly at the log, then rolled off, and fell to the rocky bottom, twenty feet below.

Harlson seized his own gun and looked down.
The beast was motionless, and from a little hole in its head the blood was trickling.
And the woman--well, the woman was sitting on the grass, very pale of face and silent.
The man seized her, and half smothered her with kisses, and shouted aloud to the forest and all its creatures that great was Diana of the Ephesians!.