? ? ? ? Quickly she snatched it from its hiding-place, and, leveling it full at the lioness's face, pulled the trigger.
? ? ? ? There was a flash of flame, the roar of the discharge, and an answering roar of pain and anger from the beast.
? ? ? ? Jane Porter saw the great form disappear from the window, and then she, too, fainted, the revolver falling at her side.
? ? ? ? But Sabor was not killed. The bullet had but inflicted a painful wound in one of the great shoulders. It was the surprise at the blinding flash and the deafening roar that had caused her hasty but temporary retreat.
? ? ? ? In another instant she was back at the lattice, and with renewed fury was clawing at the aperture, but with lessened effect, since the wounded member was almost useless.
? ? ? ? She saw her prey--the two women--lying senseless upon the floor. There was no longer any resistance to be overcome. Her meat lay before her, and Sabor had only to worm her way through the lattice to claim it.
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