He fell with a limp thud on the boards.
Silent, reeling and blind, staggered to and fro in the centre of the
room. Morgan and Lee Haines reached Dan at the same moment and kneeled
beside him.
CHAPTER VII
THE MUTE MESSENGER
Almost at once Haines raised a hand and spoke to the crowd: "He's all
right, boys. Badly cut across the head and stunned, but he'll live."
There was a deep gash on the upper part of the forehead. If the
cross-bar of the chair had not broken, the skull might have been
injured. The impact of the blow had stunned him, and it might be many
minutes before his senses returned.
As the crowd closed around Dan, a black body leaped among them,
snarling hideously. They sprang back with a yell from the rush of this
green-eyed fury; but Black Bart made no effort to attack them. He sat
crouching before the prostrate body, licking the deathly white face,
and growling horribly, and then stood over his fallen master and
stared about the circle. Those who had seen a lone wolf make its stand
against a pack of dogs recognized the attitude. Then without a sound,
as swiftly as he had entered the room, he leaped through the door and
darted off up the road.
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