Something lies under a heaped up mass of leaves, grass, and freshly turned earth; something from which the fierce beast is tearing away the covering with rapid movements. As he leaps down into the cellar, Clifford Heath sees what it is that has so terrified the two men. From under the leaves and earth, Prince has brought to light a human foot and leg!
Instantly he springs forward, his hand upon the dog's collar, his face pale as ashes.
"Prince!" he cries; "Prince! come away, sir."
"Prince, come away, sir!"
The dog crouches, quails for a moment, then utters a low growl, and tries to shake himself free; for the first time, he refuses to obey his master.
But it is his master; there is a short, sharp struggle, and then the brute cowers, whining at his feet.