Already he had found by harsh experience
that his strength availed nothing in the battering down of those
strong panels. And he peered up, through the swirling red smoke,
toward the oblong of window, whereby he had made his tumultuous
entrance to the death-trap.
Again, he must have known how hopeless of achievement was the
feat he was about to try. But, as ever, mere obstacles were not
permitted to stand in Lad's way.
Wheeling, he seized Lady by the nape of the neck. With a mighty
heave, he swung her clear of the hot floor. Gathering all his
fierce strength into one sublime effort, he sprang upward toward
the window; his mate hanging from his iron jaws.
Yes, it was a ridiculous thing to attempt. No dog, with thrice
Lad's muscular strength, could have accomplished the
impossibility of springing out through that high, narrow window,
carrying a weight of fifty pounds between his teeth.
Lad's leap did not carry him half the distance he had aimed for.
Back to the floor he fell, Lady with him.
Maddened by pain and by choking and by stark terror, Lady had not
the wit to realize what Lad was attempting.
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