He had no weapons.
Flinging up his hands he grasped the animal’s hairy throat, but it used all its paws against him and began to tear his clothes and scratch his skin.
They fell to the deck.
Here the struggle continued.
The brute made a desperate effort to bite Frank, but he succeeded in holding its ugly head back at arm’s length.
It was wonderful the amount of energy, strength and perseverance the beast exhibited.
Their struggles carried them near the edge of the deck, and Frank suddenly arose, lifted the brute up, and exerting all his strength he flung the animal away.
It shot out through the air and plunged earthward.
The Pegasus was then nearly a thousand feet above the earth, and the animal’s fall proved fatal.
“Thank Heaven, I’m rid of him!” panted Frank.