Part 50 (1/2)

”Hi, there, Vijal!”

Vijal looked carelessly at him

”Here!” cried John, in the tone hich he would have addressed his dog

Vijal stopped carelessly

”Pick up my hat, and hand it to me”

His hat had fallen down behind hiarded him with an evil smile

”D--n you, do you hear?” cried John ”Pick up my hat”

But Vijal did noton you,” cried John, starting to his feet in a rage

Still Vijal remainedto Vijal, ”seize hi up and at once leaped upon Vijal Vijal warded off the assault with his ar seized it, and held on, as was his nature

Vijal did not utter a cry, but seizing the dog, he threw hi hi's throat

John burst into a torrent of theVijal did not 's teeth were fixed in his arm, his oere still fixed as tenaciously in the throat of the dog

John sprang forward and kicked hihtful violence He leaped on hiirdle and htened John, who fell back cursing Vijal then raised his head

The dog layblood, with the knife in his hand, still glaring at John

During this frightful scene I stood rooted to the spot in horror At last the sight of Vijal's suffering rousedthe scarf from my neck, knelt down and reached out my hand to stanch the blood

Vijal drew back ”Poor Vijal,” said I, ”let me stop this blood I can dress wounds How you suffer!”

He looked ata kind word in this house of horror seemed to deprive him of speech Passively he let me take his arm, and I bound it up as well as I could

All this ti, first me, and then Vijal I said not a word, and Vijal did not see me with his fiery black eyes When at last I had finished, he rose and still stood staring at me I walked into the house

John hurled a torrent of imprecations after me The last words that I heard were the saot to be took down; and I'll be d--d if you don't get took down precious soon!”

I told Mrs Compton of what had happened As usual, she was seized with terror She looked at asped out:

”They'll kill you”

”Let the”