The Field of Ice: Part II of the Adventures of Captain HatterasVerne, Jules
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The Field of Ice: Part II of the Adventures of Captain Hatteras
Verne, Jules
Adventure stories; Sea stories
But when three more shots came in rapid succession, the old man
turned pale, and a horrible thought crossed his mind, which made him
rush out and climb hastily to the top of the cone. He shuddered at
the sight which met his eyes. The three hunters, followed by Duk,
were tearing home at full speed, followed by the five huge bears!
Their six balls had evidently taken no effect, and the terrible
monsters were close on their heels. Hatteras, who brought up the
rear, could only manage to keep off his pursuers by flinging down
one article after another--first his cap, then his hatchet, and,
finally, his gun. He knew that the inquisitive bears would stop and
examine every object, sniffing all round it, and this gave him a
little time, otherwise he could not have escaped, for these animals
outstrip the fleetest horse, and one monster was so near that
Hatteras had to brandish his knife vigorously, to ward off a
tremendous blow of his paw.
At last, though panting and out of breath, the three men reached
Johnson safely, and slid down the rock with him into the snow-house.
The bears stopped short on the upper plateau, and Hatteras and his
companions lost no time in barring and barricading them out.
"Here we are at last!" exclaimed Hatteras; "we can defend
ourselves better now. It is five against five."
"Four!" said Johnson in a frightened voice.
"How?"
"The Doctor!" replied Johnson, pointing to the empty
sitting-room.
"Well, he is in Isle Johnson."
"A bad job for him," said Bell.
"But we can't leave him to his fate, in this fashion," said
Altamont.
"No, let's be off to find him at once," replied Hatteras.
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He opened the door, but soon shut it, narrowly escaping a bear's
hug.
"They are there!" he exclaimed.
"All?" asked Bell.
"The whole pack."
Altamont rushed to the windows, and began to fill up the deep
embrasure with blocks of ice, which he broke off the walls of the
house.
His companions followed his example silently. Not a sound was heard
but the low, deep growl of Duk.
To tell the simple truth, however, it was not their own danger that
occupied their thoughts, but their absent friend, the Doctor's. It
was for him they trembled, not for themselves. Poor Clawbonny, so
good and devoted as he had been to every member of the little
colony! This was the first time they had been separated from him.
Extreme peril, and most likely a frightful death awaited him, for he
might return unsuspectingly to Fort Providence, and find himself in
the power of these ferocious animals.
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"And yet," said Johnson, "unless I am much mistaken, he must
be on guard. Your repeated shots cannot but have warned him. He must
surely be aware that something unusual has happened."
"But suppose he was too far away to hear them," replied
Altamont, "or has not understood the cause of them? It is ten
chances to one but he'll come quickly back, never imagining the
danger. The bears are screened from sight by the crag completely."
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