The report of the firearm caused Harry and Blumpo to spring up in wild alarm.
“What’s the matter?”
“Heaben sabe us!” moaned Blumpo.
“A wild animal outside,” cried Jerry. “Get your gun, quick!”
Harry leaped for his weapon.
“What is it?”
“I can’t make out.”
Reloading as rapidly as he could, our hero dashed into the open. A howl of pain told he had hit his mark. The beast had turned and was crashing through the brush close to the rocks.
“Let us find out what it was!” cried Harry.
“Doan go!” moaned Blumpo. “You will git chewed up!”