The spectator., 1922-03-31

| ne was somewhat or q uanceF, duu HIS | legs were as lissome as his arms. He leeped, striking with fists and feet. Lund met him with fierce upper cut, short-traveled, sent from the hip. His enormous hand, punched to a knuckly lump of stone. knocked the Finn over, lifting him, before he fell with his nose driven in, its bone shat tered, his lips broken like overripe fruit. and his dscolored teeth knocked out
 He landed on his back. rolling over and over. to lie still, half stunned, while two more sprang for Lund
 Lund roared with surprise and pain as one caught his red beard and swung to it, smiting and kicking. He wrapped his left arm about the man, crushing him close up to him, and, as the other came, diving low, putting at his solar pleXus, the giant gripped him by the collar, using his own im- petus, and brought the two skulls to- gether with thud that left them stunned.
 The two dropped from Lund's re- faxed arms like sacks, and he stepped over them, alert, poised on the balls of his feet, letting out a shout of triumph, while he looked about him for his next adversary.
 The bedrock on which they fought was slippery where ice had formed in the crevices. Two Seamen tackled tt, ,T with straight punch to his mouth, but the man clung to his arm, bear ing it down. Hansen swung at the oth- CT, and the blow went over the shoul- der as he lodged, but Hansen got him in chancery, and the three, staggering, swearing, sliding went down at last together, with Hansen underneath, twisting ones neck to shut off his wind while he warded off the wild blows of the second. With a wild heave he got on. all fours, and then Lund, roaring like bull as he came. tore off q seaman and flung him headlong.
 Pound him, Hansenr' he shouted. his eyes hard with purpose. shining like ice that reflects the sun. his nos trilS wide, glOrying in the fight.
 The Finn had got himself together a bit, wiping the gouts of blood from his face and splitting out the snags of his broken teeth. He drew a knife from inside his shirt, a long, curving blade and sidled, like a crab, toward Lund, murder in his piggy, bloodshot eyes, waiting for a chance to slip in and stab Lund in the back. calling to comrade to help him.
 Come on," he called, "Olsen, wit yore knife. Gut the swinei"
 Another blade flashed out, and the pair advanced, crouching, knees and bodies bent Lund backed away war fly toward the opposite cliff, looking for loose rock fragment. He had for bdden knives to the sailors since the mutiny, and had forced a delivery, but these two had been hidden. knife to the Finn was natural accessory. Only his drunken frenzy had made him try to beat Lund at his own game
 One of the two hunters, lamed with a kick on the knee, bowling with the pain, clinched savagely and bore the seaman down, battering his head against knob of rock. The other friendly hunter had bashed and buff feted his opponent to submission. But Raney was in hard case.
 A seaman, half Mexican, flew at him like wildcat. Rainey struck out. and his fists hit at the top of the breeds head without stopping him. Then he clinched
 The Mexican was slippery as an eel He got his arms free, his hands shot up. and his thumbs sought the inner corners of Rainey's eyes. The sud den. burning anguish was maddening and he drove his clasped fists upward, wedging away the drilling fingers.
 Two hands clawed at his shoulders from behind. Someone sprang fair ly on his back. A knee thrust against his spine.
 The agony left him helpless. the vertebrae seemed about to crack Strength and will were shut off. and the world went black. And then one of the hunters catapulted into the struggle, and the four of them went down in maddened frenzy of blows and stif,ed shouts.
 The sailors fought like beasts. striv ing for blows barred by all codes of deceney and fair play intent to maim. Lund had got his shoulders against the rocks and stood with open hands, watching the two with their knives, who crept in, foot by foot. to make finish.
 Peggy Simms, a strand of her pale yellow hair whipped loose, flung it out of her eyes as she stood on the edge of the cliff, her lips apart, her breasts rising stormily, watching; her fea- lures changing with the tide of battle as it surged beneath her, punctuated with muffled shouts and wind-clipped oaths. She saw Lund at bay. and Snatched out her pjstol Rut the dis