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Slowly he let his eyes wander comprehensively about the saloon: first, they travelled to a small balcony reached by a ladder drawn down or up at will decorated with red calico curtains, garlands of cedar and bittersweet, while the railing was ornamented with a wildcat's skin and a stuffed fawn's head; from the ceiling with its strings of red peppers, onions and apples they fell on a stuffed grizzly bear, which stood at the entrance to the dance-hall, with a little green parasol in its paw and an old silk hat upon its head; from it they shifted to the gaudy bar with its paraphernalia of fancy glasses, show-cases of coloured liquors and its pair of scales for weighing the gold dust; and from that to a keg, the top of which could be withdrawn without engendering the slightest suspicion that it represented other than an ordinary receptacle for liquor.
"Where did he go to?" asked Giant, recovering from his astonishment. "Fell into the tree," answered Whopper. "Hark!" They listened and heard a faint cry for help. "Where is that from?" "The tree! Shep must be in the tree!" "And the wildcat's on top of him!" "I'm going to his help!" exclaimed Snap, and began to climb up the hollow tree without delay.
Then the dog came beneath the tree and stopped to sniff at the wildcat's track. There was a sharp scratch in the tree above and in the next instant a brown furry shape dropped upon him noiselessly, bearing him to the ground. This thing was a mass of teeth and claws and terrific muscles.
The message was brief and abrupt, like a sea-captain's command: "Ship Trinidad wrecked off Wildcat's Beach, all hands lost, no insurance!" Do you recollect, when sitting alone sometimes in your room, at midnight, in the month of November, how, after a lull in the blast, the bleak wind will all at once seem to clutch at the windows, with a demoniac howl that makes the house rock?
Leaves rustled in the gentle wind. Far off sounded a wildcat's cry. And with these sounds in his ears Hugo fell asleep. The fire was plentifully renewed, and Humphrey was preparing breakfast when, in the morning, Hugo awoke. With what seemed to the boy a reckless hand, the serving-man flung Fleetfoot his breakfast.
Crack! Again Pawnee Brown fired. The flash was almost directly in the wildcat's face, and shot in the left forepaw the beast uttered a fearful howl of pain and dropped back. But only for an instant. The pain only increased its anger, and with gleaming teeth it crouched down and made another spring, right for the boomer's throat. Crack! crack! twice again the pistol rang out.
Past Newbury; Gyp sitting opposite that Swedish fellow with his greenish wildcat's eyes. Something furtive, and so foreign, about him! A mess if he were any judge of horse or man! Thank God he had tied Gyp's money up every farthing!
He tried it again, in increased haste, and as a consequence shot wild, the charge going over the wildcat's head. Then the wildcat made a leap, striking Whopper and hurling him over backward. As he went down the second wildcat lurched itself forward, and in a twinkling both were on the young hunter, snapping and snarling as though about to eat him up!
But with poor, ignorant Peter it was simple; and I choose Peter for my master because I am not afraid of him." Below them Tom and Lou sat on a rock. The game young fellow was still shy. Sometimes he looked as if he despaired of ever recovering his wonted nerve, for in this girl, so modest and so shrinking, he knew that there lay asleep the wildcat's fearful spirit.
Waiting would be sheer boredom and in this weather the height of discomfort. The gray of early morning sharpened the land about them. Boyd would have enjoyed this game of tweaking a wildcat's tail. Drew chewed his lower lip, tasting the salt of sweat, the grit of road dust. Just now was no time to think of Boyd; he must concentrate on the business before him.
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