Затерянный мир

For once I was the Hero

           Onlyourfeeblehedgeseparatedusfromthishorrorofthenight.Eachofushadseizedhisrifle,andLordJohnhadpulledoutasmallbushtomakeanembrasureinthehedge.

           "ByGeorge!"hewhispered."IthinkIcanseeit!"

           Istoopedandpeeredoverhisshoulderthroughthegap.Yes,Icouldseeit,too.Inthedeepshadowofthetreetherewasadeepershadowyet,black,inchoate,vagueacrouchingformfullofsavagevigorandmenace.Itwasnohigherthanahorse,butthedimoutlinesuggestedvastbulkandstrength.Thathissingpant,asregularandfull-volumedastheexhaustofanengine,spokeofamonstrousorganism.Once,asitmoved,IthoughtIsawtheglintoftwoterrible,greenisheyes.Therewasanuneasyrustling,asifitwerecrawlingslowlyforward.

           "Ibelieveitisgoingtospring!"saidI,cockingmyrifle.

           "Don’tfire!Don’tfire!"whisperedLordJohn."Thecrashofaguninthissilentnightwouldbeheardformiles.Keepitasalastcard."

           "Ifitgetsoverthehedgewe’redone,"saidSummerlee,andhisvoicecrackledintoanervouslaughashespoke.

           "No,itmustnotgetover,"criedLordJohn;"butholdyourfiretothelast.PerhapsIcanmakesomethingofthefellow.I’llchanceit,anyhow."

           ItwasasbraveanactaseverIsawamando.Hestoopedtothefire,pickedupablazingbranch,andslippedinaninstantthroughasallyportwhichhehadmadeinourgateway.Thethingmovedforwardwithadreadfulsnarl.

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