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Animal Heroes
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Ernest Thompson Seton
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Thor
put
all
his
strength
into
what
was
meant
for
a
bold
shout,
but
it
was
merely
a
feeble
screech.
He
rose
slowly
and
called
out:
"Loo,
Margat!
The
Lynx--here's
the
Lynx
again!"
"May
God
help
ye,
for
we
can't,"
was
the
answer.
"Sssh-hi!"
Thor
tried
again
to
drive
the
Beast
away.
It
leaped
on
to
the
table
by
the
window
and
stood
up
growling
under
the
useless
gun.
Thor
thought
it
was
going
to
leap
through
the
glass
as
it
faced
the
window
a
moment;
but
it
turned
and
glared
toward
the
Boy,
for
he
could
see
both
eyes
shining.
He
rose
slowly
to
the
side
of
his
bunk
and
he
prayed
for
help,
for
he
felt
it
was
kill
or
be
killed.
He
struck
a
match
and
lighted
his
pine-root
candle,
held
that
in
his
left
hand
and
in
his
right
took
the
old
fish-spear,
meaning
to
fight,
but
he
was
so
weak
he
had
to
use
the
fish-spear
as
a
crutch.
The
great
Beast
stood
on
the
table
still,
but
was
crouching
a
little
as
though
for
a
spring.
Its
eyes
glowed
red
in
the
torchlight.
Its
short
tail
was
switching
from
side
to
side
and
its
growling
took
a
higher
pitch.
Thor's
knees
were
smiting
together,
but
he
levelled
the
spear
and
made
a
feeble
lunge
toward
the
brute.
It
sprang
at
the
same
moment,
not
at
him,
as
he
first
thought--the
torch
and
the
boy's
bold
front
had
had
effect--it
went
over
his
head
to
drop
on
the
ground
beyond
and
at
once
to
slink
under
the
bunk.
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