The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-10-31
THE
TEETH OF Hi TIGER
MAURICE LEBLANC
TRANSLATED By
ALEXANDER DE MATTOS

cHdIiSt u single WOru. DeIOfe
him Perenna saw Davanne' s
broad back and powerful neck
and shoulders. But, by bending
his head a little, he saw the
boundless space beneath him and
nothing interested him but the
white ribbon of road that ran
from town to town and from VII
lage to village, at times quite
straight, as though a hand had
stretched it, and at others lazily
winding, broken by river or a
church.
On this ribbon, at some place
always closer and closer, were
Florence and her abductor!
He never doubted it! The yell
low taxi was continuing its pa
tient and plucky little effort. Mile
after mile, through plains and vii
lagos, fields and forests, it was
making Anglers, with Les Points
de-Drivc after, and, right at the
end of the ribbon, the unattain-
able goal: Nantes, Saint azaire,
the steamer ready to start, and
victory for the scoundrel. ..
He laughed at the idea. As If
there could be a question of any
victory, the victory of the falcon
over its prey, the victory of the
flying bird over the game that
runs afoot! Not for a second did
he entertain The thought that the
enemy might have skunk away by
taking another road.
There are some certaintics that
are equivalent to facts. And this
one was so great that it seemed
to him that his ~adversaries were
obliged to comply with it. The car
was travelling along the road to
It would cover an aver
age of 20 miles an hour. And
as he himself was travelling at the
rate of 60 miles, the encounter
would take place at the spot
named, Les Ponts-de- Drive, and
the hour named, IL o'clock.
A cluster of houses, a huge
castle, towers, stceples: Anglers.
Don Luis asked Davanne the
1t was 10 minutes to IL.
Already Anglers was a vanished
vision. Once more the open coun-
try, broken up with many colored
fieldss Through it all, a road.
And, on that road, a yellow
motor.
The yellow motor! The brute's
motor! The motor with Florence
Levasseur!
Don Luis's joy contained no
He knew so well that
this was bound to happen!
Davanne turned round and
"That's the one, isn't it,"
eyes, 60 straight for them"
The airship dipped through
space and caught up the car al
most at once. Then Davanne
slowed his engine and kept at six
hundred feet above the ear and a
little way behind.
From here they Smade out all
the details. The driver was seated
on the left. He wore a gray cap
with a black peak. II was one of
the deep yellow taxis of the Com
pagnies des Cometes. 1t was the
taxi which they were pursuing.
And Florence was inside with her
abductor.
"At last" thought Don Luis,
Il have them!"
They flew for some time, keep
the same distance.
Davanne waited for a signal
which Don Luis was in no hurry
to give. He was revealing in the
sensation of his power, with a
force made up of mingled pride,
hatred, and cruelty. He was in
deed the eagle lowering overhead
with its talons itching to rend live
Escaped from the cage in
which he had been imprisoned,
released from the bonds that
fastened him, he had come all the
way at full flight and was ready
to swoop upon the helpless prey.
He lifted himself i'm his seat
and gave Davanne his instruc-
tons:
BE careful ;" he said, "not to
brush too close by them. They
might. put a bullet into u.s."
Another miautc passed.
Suddenly they saw that, half
a miles ahead, the road divided
int, three, thus forming a very
wide open space which was still
further extended by two triangu-
lar patches of grass where the
three roads met.