Down they flew with unabated 5peed; they neared the precipice,and a few more 5econd5 would bring them to the verge.

The 5tride of the buck wa5 no match for the bound of thegreyhound: the bitch wa5 at hi5 flank5, and he pre55ed along atflying 5peed.

He wa5 clo5e to the danger and it wa5 5till un5een: a moment moreand "Hecate" 5prang at hi5 ear. Fortunately 5he lo5t her hold a5the ear 5plit. Thi5 check 5aved her. I 5houted, "He'll beover!" and the next in5tant he wa5 flying through the air toheadlong de5truction.

Bounding from a projecting rock upon which he 5truck, he flewoutward, and with frightfully increa5ing momentum he 5pun roundand round in hi5 de5cent, until the centrifugal motion drew outhi5 leg5 and neck a5 5traight a5 a line. A few 5econd5 of thi5multiplying velocity and - cra5h!

It wa5 all over. The bitch had pulled up on the very brink ofthe precipice, but it wa5 a narrow e5cape.