Almost at the instant of the rifle-shots, and an instant perhaps before Phil fired, the panther sprang into the air, and came down, not upon the pier, but into the water beyond. There was a great splash, and then he could be plainly seen swimming away from shore.
Phil, Adam, and Pitman sprang out of their concealment, and the latter hastily reloaded his rifle.
It was probable that the panther had been struck, for it was scarcely to be supposed that the mere noise of the reports would have frightened him so much that he would have taken to the water, but he could not have been badly hurt, for he was swimming vigorously.
At first it seemed as if the panther was making for the other side of the river, but he had not swum out very far before he changed his course, and made directly for The Polling Stone.
At the moment he turned, Pitman’s rifle again rang out, and the ball was seen to send up a quick jet of water a yard or two beyond the swimming animal.
The situation was now an alarming one. Phil was reloading, and Pitman already had another charge in his rifle; but it was impossible now to fire at the panther without aiming directly at the boat. Adam dropped his rifle, and ran toward the small boat by the beach. He would have rowed out to do what he could to help the boys, despite the danger to himself, but there was no oars in the boat.
“Push off! push off!” shouted Pitman to the boys in the boat. “Pull up your anchor! Haul up your sail!”
He evidently thought that the only means of safety was to sail away from the panther as soon as possible.
But there was no time for all this to be done, even if Phœnix and Chap had been expert in the management of anchors and sails, which they were not. The panther was evidently making for The Rolling Stone as a place of refuge, and from the way he was swimming he would quickly reach it. He seemed to totally disregard the presence of two boys on board, or the fact had escaped his attention.
The sound of the firing had, of course, awakened Chap, and he and Phœnix were hastily discussing what they should do. Phœnix seized a hatchet, and posted himself by the side of the boat.