Penny Dreadfuls, 1900 · page 192 of 336
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THE RAJAH’S FORTRESS. 181 swift, clumsy gait right down the courtyard toward the moving body of the dacoits, who were quietly retreating toward the broken stockade by which they had entered. The dark apparition bearing down on them was not at once perceived, though the clatter of the hoofs attracted their attention. When they fully real- ized what was coming it was too late. Their hasty efforts to scatter only tangled them up in worse confusion. The enraged brute, with a blast like a steam whistle, plunged into their midst, hurling them to right and left, impaling the shrieking wretches on his sharp horn, and trampling them fiercely under foot. He plowed his way clear through, and turning with difficulty, charged on them a second time. Howling with fear, the dacoits, plunged over the brink of the island into the bed of the lake, while Goliah, with a vindictive bellow, proceeded to wreak his vengeance on the bodies of his victims who lay about the court. It was a terrible scene, and the watchers on the roof were horribly fascinated by the dim panorama that was revealed through the shadows. ‘We've saved the castle,” said McGore. “ They'll not venture inside this courtyard again.” ‘“ But the animals are lost,” said Forbes. ‘No, they ain’t,” replied Mike. ‘ We’ll drive them back with red hot irons. But here comes Goliah again. Now look out for a time.” COLUM 1OOO SS co