Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1918-11-14
THE
TEETH OF H TIGER
MAURICE LEBLANC
TRANSLATED BY
TEIXEIRA DE MATTOS

three blows to the nearest heap
of stones. They came tumbling
down i'll front of the grotto.
Don Luis sprung from his hid
ing place with a roar of terror.
He had suddenly realized the po-
sltron: The grotto, the accumula-
ton OF boulders, the piles Of gran
ste, everything was SO placed that
its equilibrium could be shattered
at any moment, and that Florence
ran the risk of being buried under
the rubbish. 1t was not a ques-
Stion, therefore, of Staying the
lvillain, but of saving Florence on
the spot.
He was halfway across in two
or three seconds. But here, in
one of those mental flashes which
are even quicker than the mad
1ldest rush, he became aware that
the tracks of trampled grass did
not cross the central circus and
that the scoundrel had gone
round it. Why? That was one
of the questions which instinct,
lever suspicious, puls, but which
reason has not the time to answer.
Don Luis went straight ahead.
And he had no sooner set foot on
the place than the catastrophe oc-
cured.
1t all happened with incredible
.ssuddenness, as though : he had
]srled to walk on space and found
himself hurdled into it. The
ground gave way beneath him.
sThe clods of grass separated, and
Ihe fell.
He fell down a hole which was
none other than the mouth of a
well four feet wide at most, the
curb of which had been cut down
level with the ground. Only this
was what took place: as he was
runing very fast, his impetus
flung him against the opposite
wall in such a way that his fore
arms lay on the outer ledge and
his hands were able to clutch at
the roots of plants.
So great was his strength that
he might just have been able to
drag himself up by his wrists.
But responding to the attack, the
scOundrel had at once hurried to
meet his assailant and was now
standing at ten PAGES from Don
Luis, threatening him with his
revolver:
DON'T novel" he cried, cor
III smash you!"
Don Luis was thus reduced to
heiplessness, at the risk of re-
lceiWng the enemy's fire.
Their eyes met for a few Sec
onds~ The cripple were burning
with fever, like the eyes of a sick
m&n.
Crawling along, watching Don
lLuis's slightest movement, he
came. and squattcd beside the
wsll.. The revolver was levelled
IN his ontstretched hand. And his
internal chuekle rang out again:
"Lnpin! Lupin! That's done
!nf Lnpin's divel
What Q mug you must be! l
warmed you, you know, warned
you IN blood red ink. Remember
my words: sThe place Of your
ldea$h H. chosen. The snare is laid.
Beware, Lupin!' And here you
|atel. So you're not in prison.
zen warded off that stroke, you
rogue; you! Fortunately, l fore
saw events and took my precau-
ltiels. What do You say to it I
What do you think of my little
schemef said to myself, All the
police will come rushing at my
heels Bit there's only one who's
sapAble, Of catching me, and
that's. Lupin. SO we'll show him
tie way, we'll lead him on the
leak a along 8 little path
,,seraped. clean By the victim 4
Netim''E body.
= md then i few landmarks
'lM1ttefsH here. and there. First,
fkG fair dxmStf1 ring, with q
Md q grsss tWisted round it;
ifasther.en 9 flower without its
iDetalG; 1eR&kex On the marks Of