"But I could only think a few of the words I wished to say, and then, as
if every other sense grew more capable of taking in all that passed, I
saw him draw his keen hunting-knife from his belt. He seized my hair,
and the next moment the point was dividing the skin of my forehead, and
I felt the resistance offered by the bone, the sharp pain, and the blood
start and begin to trickle over my temples. Then there was a hideous
yell; he let me fall, and fled."
"Repentant?" said the old lawyer in an excited whisper.
"You shall hear, sir. As my head struck the rock there was a heavy
breathing, a rustling sound of undergrowth being thrust aside, and a
heavy foot was planted upon my chest, as a huge bear rushed over me in
full pursuit of my would-be murderer, and then I lay listening to the
crackling of twigs and the falling of stones. By degrees this died
away, and for a long time all was still, and I must have glided into a
state of insensibility from which I was roused by a low, snuffling
noise, and I felt hot breath upon my face, and the wet tongue of the
great bear licking my forehead. Then I felt him paw at me, and turn me
over on to my face.
"Then all was blank.
"When I could see again I was lying chest downward, perfectly helpless,
but with my head so turned that I could see, a dozen yards away, the
great grizzly bear busy feeding upon the fruit of one of the low shrubs
which grew on the side of the canon. Sometimes he crawled leisurely
down, sometimes up, as the fruit was most abundant; and this seemed to
satisfy him; for though during the next two days he came near me again
and again, he never so much as snuffed about me.
"But it all seems, after I awoke that morning, dreamlike and strange. I
told you it was two days, but I am not sure about that. I have a dim
recollection of the sun burning me, and seeming to scorch my brain, of
its being light and dark, and of a horrible sensation of thirst, and
then of all being blank. Rather a ghastly tale for ladies' ears, sir?"
"Yes, yes," said the old lawyer. "And afterwards?"
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