All she knew was that
he had seized her roughly by the neck, and had leaped in air with
her; and had then brought her bangingly down upon the torturing
hot boards. And her panic was augmented by delirious rage.
At Lad's face she flew, snarling murderously. One slash of her
curving eyetooth laid bare his cheek. Then she drove for his
throat.
Lad stood stock still. His only move was to interpose his shaggy
shoulder to her ravening jaws. And, deep into the fur and skin
and flesh of his shoulder her furious teeth shore their way.
It would have been child's play for him to have shaken her off
and to have leaped to safety, alone, through the sash-less
window.
Yet he stood where he was; his sorrowful eyes looking tenderly
down upon the maddened youngster who was tearing into him so
ferociously.
And that was the picture the Master beheld; as he flung open the
door and blinked gaspingly through the smoke for the dog he had
locked in.
Brought out of bed, on the jump, by Lad's unearthly wolf howl, he
had smelt the smoke and had run out to investigate.
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